Chapter 43. The Intruder’s Death

Alpha Dargan’s POV

A black sac over the head of the caught culprit his hands knitted against the other with a hard binding rope biting onto his skin.

The blazing torches lit up burning ferociously in the air as the sound of the dungeon doors creaked open and a familiar scent hit my nostril and had me wrinkling my nose with a sneer.

“I’m here my Lord you sent for me.” her voice stirred the cold cell room and pricked the impatient demon in me waiting to snap.

“Get the sac off,” I instructed and saw the fear dancing in her eyes as she swallowed tightly.

With slow steps, she stopped right at the intruder whose knees were to the floor and head bent weak from torture.

“News reached me that he was the masked man that got into your room. I want you to stand and see how things unfold because I don’t miss, not when my throne and property are threatened.” my voice turns out huskily with a thread of danger as she shivers slightly from my threat and pulls the