Chapter 101

Nathan’s POV

Marcus swallowed hard, his face turning ashen. “Nathan... this is Alpha Titus.”

The name shocked me. Even Liam’s grip loosened. Titus was a legend—the Alpha who had nearly ended the Rogue King years ago. We all thought he was dead.

The witch let out a tired, jagged laugh. “Clearly not.”

“He stabbed Silas with a cursed blade,” she whispered. “And now their lives are tied. As long as the Rogue King bleeds... so will he.”

“We thought he died a decade ago,” Marcus muttered, looking horrified.

“He should have.” The witch’s voice broke. “But I begged for him. The Rogue King only let him live because he knew the wound would be a slow, agonizing death.”

My rage returned, sharper than before. “You planned this. You manipulated Emily from the second you arrived. You whispered in her ear. You killed that rogue we caught before he could talk.”

Her silence was my answer.

“You handed my mate to a monster!” I screamed.