His eyes gleamed with greed as he leaned over the desk. “And I’m guessing you want something from me in return for a piece of that magic. Fine. What is it? Your freedom?”
“I have my freedom. Why would I come back and bargain with it?”
At that, he frowned. My father was usually a much smarter man, but sometimes, greed made him stupid. “What do you want, Nyx?”
“I wanted a confession, but I don’t really need it now. Not with Emily remembering the tattoo on the man who kidnapped her. It was so nice of you to frame it for me. It shouldn’t take long at all to prove that this skin, and tattoo, was yours before you became alpha.”
Rising, I took a step toward it. My father was faster, and closer, but as soon as he lunged forward, my mate’s booming voice filled the room.
“KNEEL.”
The command o
