Malik's POV.I don’t know what I expected to feel when I approached the room.Maybe relief, maybe guilt, maybe nothing at all.There it was... the one decision my mother made that didn’t make me want to scream, She hadn’t locked the kids up in a dungeon like prisoners. She gave them a room. A decent one, comfortable beds, food, clothes, books, even toys.It was my idea but I didn't think she'd endorse it, but she shocked me. Although it wasn’t freedom, but at least they weren’t in chains.Still, it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.The moment I saw the guards posted by the door, something inside me twisted sharply.Ofcourse she is up to something, I mean there weren't even guards there all this while.As I got closer, the guards straightened.“Alpha Declan,” one of them greeted flatly. There was no warmth in it. No respect either. I didn’t blame him. No one really knew where I stood anymore, not even me.“I want to see the kids,” I said.Neither of them moved.The older of the two gl
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