Chapter 89
Chapter 89: What Drink?
Lottle POV
I never imed to be a great interrogator, but I would be damned if these two got the better of me.
Every ounce of suffering I felt through my mate bond was because of one of these two, and they
would be paying for that.
“In blood?!” Sage cackled, hopping from foot to foot inside my head, excited at the prospect of being
allowed to y.
“If you like!” I replied calmly before turning my attention back to Mike, who was groaning like the
coward he was.
“I won’t ask again!” I warned him. Slowly, his head lifted from his bloodied hands to my face;
something had settled behind those eyes I once loved and felt safe with that made me feel good:
Doubt! For the first time, he was apparently doubting the he had on me.
“I don’t..” He started to say, but I cut him off by pressing my finger into his shoulder wound caused
by Knox.
“Charlotte!” My father screamed, and I shook my head, resolving myself to do what needed to be
done.
“Help me out, Sage!” I expressed aloud, and to Mike’s utter surprise, my nail elongated into a w.
“Can’t say I didn’t warn you, Mike!” Iughed as I slid the nail into his injury, wiggling it around
mercilessly; his screams filling the room were like fingernails on a chalkboard to my father. I could
hear him scuffling behind me and knew in my gut that it wasn’t to help Mike.. but rather to make
sure I didn’t push him too far and force him to cave, giving me the info I needed.
“FUCKING HELL CHARLOTTE!” M
father roared from where he had gotten
himself to his feet with the support of the desk. Turning my head to re at him as I pushed my
finger further into Mike, his cries booming around the hallway like a bad of pain that was music to
my bloody ears!
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“Ok.. ok!” My father surrendered, backing off; as I turned back to look at Mike, I caught a glimpse of
my reflection in the mirror on the opposite wall and saw the beauty that was Sage’s violet eyes.
“I got ya back!” She smiled at me. Nodding, I flicked my second finger, allowing that nail to grow,
and with no warning whatsoever, I shoved that against Mike’s now cozing wound. The feeling of his
flesh tearing under my touch did not bother me; what bothered me was not getting the information I
needed.
“STOP!” Mike screamed just as the door flew open; the Alphas I had allowed. into the fold stood in
the doorway, assessing the scene before us before they stepped into the room and closed the door
behind them. Kindly offering me SOME privacy to conduct my business.
“And you thought she couldn’t handle herself!” Liam chuckled over his shoulder at Adam and
Chase, who watched me cautiously, their lips pulled into a tight line- clearly disapproving of me
getting my hands dirty.
“You know I would have done that for you!” Chase asked, stepping into the room. Mike’s eyes met
mine, and I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“Final chance, Mike.” I asked through mindlink; unsurprisingly, I watched his eyes flick to my father
behind me, waiting for a sign of some sort from him.
“Do you think he will save you?” I asked, shaking my head; my father’s growled, erupting into the
room. “HE has no standing in this pack anymore.. he is a no–one now! The only person who can
save you… is me! And I will… if you tell me what I want to know.”
“Don’t listen to her! Without her precious twins, she is nothing but a used–up whore that single–
handedly destroyed this pack and got the Alpha killed.” My father spat out.
“Pardon?” I snorted, so angry I felt another nail poke into Mike, shing him an apologetic look
before I realised that the fucker deserved it and pushed it harder into him.
“Nothing wrong with whores!” Adam announced, into the sound of Mike.
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screaming like a child. “Some of the most honest people I have ever met have been whores!”
“And he has met many!” Chaseughed, and I closed my eyes in frustration; they weren’t helping.
Opening them, I realised they had approached, Liam on one side and Chase on the other, both
looking at my makeshift restraint system.
“Not bad!” Chase grinned at me with a wink that had me rolling my eyes.
“I have..” Adam continued from over by my father. “And I can tell you.” He started to say before the
sound of something smashing silenced Mike’s screams and cries. Turning, I watched as my father
hurtled across the room into a filing system, papers and folders flying everywhere. I watched,
enthralled, as Adam bent and grabbed my father’s chin and lifted it to stare at me. “And… SHE is
not a whore.” My eyes widened slowly, and I met Adam’s stare, unsure what he was saying, that I
wasn’t a whore or I wasn’t honest.
“She is a damn Luna! And I suggest you pay her the respect she has earned! Without her tonight,
we would have lost a lot more than we did!” Swallowing the lump in my throat, I nodded my respect
and looked back at Mike, who was looking at me differently… like he had somehow had an
epiphany and realised the life he wanted with me would never happen.
“Why? Because she was brave enough to stand up to that beast!” Mike growled, the jealousy in his
tone clear for all to hear… “Any one of us could have put that fucker down it if we had our fucking
wolves! The only reason she stood up to him was because she didn’t drink that shit and had Sage!
Now what? Because shel was lucky, we are all going to fall at her feet and pretend she is not the
power–hunger whore her father says she is! Fuck that!”
“MICHAEL!” My father hissed, but I was beyond reach, and his words didn’t
register.
“HE is not a beast! He is MY mate!” I hissed, jamming my finger into his wound further, his cries like
music to my ears. “Oh, sorry, did that hurt!” I mocked, seeing the tear trail down his cheek. All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.
“What drink?” I heard the Alphas ask in union.
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