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111-TAKING HELL WITH HER

Author: J L FLETCHER
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-31 00:29:42

Sophie’s POV

Samuel’s Alpha office smelled like rage.

He stood behind his desk, fists clenched against the wood so hard it creaked. His eyes were sharp, golden, furious, not at me, not really, but at the one who should’ve protected me.

“The Wolf King has lost his damn mind,” he growled. “He defiled the mate bond. He will answer for it.”

I sat stiffly in the chair across from him, arms wrapped around myself. My back still throbbed from Lucian’s whip. My wrists ached from cuffs. The mate mark on my neck burned like a phantom brand. My head hurt from the shock that Jax was my uncle. I felt sick.

“He wasn’t himself,” I whispered. “The witch, Mama Delphine, used a spell on him. On all of us.”

Samuel snorted. “That may be true, but a King who can be taken so easily? Unacceptable.”

He stood upright, pacing, breath sharp like a man deciding between war and murder.

“My pack will break from the Wolf Nation if we must. I’ll not have my wolves bow to a corrupted throne.”

I swallowed, heart tight.
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