Carson POV
“Are they really gone?” the Rogue King asked. “Of course they are gone. I was there when we buried them,” I replied bitterly. The Rogue King chuckled, “Lots of things can be faked. Look at the death of your first mate … fake,” he taunted, as I bristled at his words. “I bet you were there for her burial as well?” he questioned.
I took a step towards him, growling as I wanted to rip his head off. Jeff took a step forward to stop me and the Rogue King’s men stepped forward to block me. “Be careful, Lycan Alpha, I have snipers positioned all around us. One wrong step and my men will protect me,” the Rogue King cautioned.
“And this time, your little mate will not be able to save you,” he added, as my face blazed with anger. I felt Marly’s hand on my arm, and I realized she was trembling in fear. “Why did you want us here?” I demanded, tired of this charade. “There are many reasons I wanted to meet. The primary on
