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One of the surviving rogues that were sent to terrorize and kill my people was tied upside down in the pack’s dungeon where he deserved to be. Blood dripped from his nose onto the cold concrete floor. He was badly beaten and I wasn’t done with him yet.
"Who sent you?" I asked, my voice dangerously low.
He spat, a mouthful of blood landing at my feet. "Go to hell."
My wolf pushed against my skin as violent rage threatened to consume me. "My men died today," I said in a calm tone. "Good men. Men with families. Men who were loyal to me. And you expect me to let you walk away without telling me who's behind this?"
He let out a harsh laugh. "You're weak, Alpha King. You've gone soft. Caring about a woman . The great Alpha King, brought to his knees by a little girl. You're a disgra
