Chapter 124. My Desire

Kendrick’s POV

The sound of Alison’s desperate pleas echoed in my mind long after the guards had dragged her away. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly, savoring the taste of her fear in the air.

She would come around. They always did.

With a flick of my wrist, I beckoned one of the guards forward. He approached swiftly, bowing his head in submission.

“Your Imperial Order,” he said, his voice steady despite the tension in the air.

I tilted my head slightly, studying him. Loyalty, when built on fear, was fragile. It needed reinforcement.

“Get me Bruce,” I commanded.

The guard bowed again, then turned and disappeared down the dimly lit corridor. The silence that followed was heavy, thick with the weight of anticipation. I tapped my fingers on the armrest, my patience wearing thin.

Minutes later, the door creaked open, and Bruce entered, his head already lowered in deference. His long black robes trailed behind him, the scent