Chapter 163

Alyssa POV

Shit.

I told Gray King would figure it out.

It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours.

I don’t know what my brother was thinking. He knows King tortures people for a living. He can smell a lie before it even leaves someone’s mouth. More than that—he reads me like a book.

And right now, that book is wide-fucking-open.

As much as I appreciate that Gray told me they caught Isaac, he should’ve waited. He should’ve picked a better time. A better place.

Now, it’s too late.

King doesn’t take his eyes off me. Not even once.

His silence is lethal. His stillness? Even worse.

His gaze cuts through me, sharp as a blade, stripping me down layer by layer. Digging. Tearing. Ripping the truth out of me without a single fucking word.

“Niko, put Zuri down in her crib.” King’s voice is too calm, too collected. “I’d hate to wake her up while we’re dealing with our woman.”

Niko hesitates. I feel his gaze burning into t