Semua Bab Entangled with the Savage Alpha King: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Dylan's POVI clenched my hands at the chaos before me, my mind reeling at the sudden turn of events. More than half of my warriors were trapped inside a net that had shot up above them like a giant spider's web.I looked around then clenched my fists even harder, my anger and frustration had almost hit the roof. But I had to maintain my normal stance, any sign of faltering now may affect the spirit of the remaining warriors behind me.“What the hell is happening?” I turned to face Damon who had now taken a defensive stance.I observed his eyes widened and even his hands clenched to the weapon by his side. I now understand the strange feeling since we stepped around the area.I scanned the surrounding area, I couldn't shake the feeling that we'd been set up. Someone must have tipped off our enemy, but who? I thought back to our planning sessions, trying to remember if anyone had seemed suspicious. But everyone had seemed on board, eager to take down Georgia and whoever she had partner

Ava's POV I stood before Dylan, my anger and frustration boiling over. "What happened to having my own freedom? You're always so quick to assume the worst about me, aren't you?" I yelled, my voice echoing through the room. "You think you'd make me some kind of prisoner here, don't you?"Dylan's expression remained calm, his eyes never leaving mine. He didn't flinch, didn't react. It was as if he had expected me to lash out at him.The guards, however, looked taken aback by my outburst. One of them stepped forward, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Don't speak to Alpha like that," he said, his voice firm but cautious.I turned on him, my anger still simmering. "And you need to apologize for the way you treated me," I spat, my eyes blazing. "You had no right to manhandle me like that."Dylan's voice cut through the tension, his tone firm but calm. "Apologize," he said, his eyes flicking to the guards.The guards exchanged uneasy glances. It felt like they almost couldn't believe what

Dylan's POVI stood over the rogue, my eyes fixed on his terrified expression. He pleaded with his eyes for mercy, his voice quaking with fear, but I ignored him. I had no sympathy for fools like him.Damon handed me a pair of pliers, and I took them, my grip tightening around the metal. The rogue's eyes widened as I approached him, the pliers held menacingly in my hand."Please, Alpha," he begged, his voice cracking with fear. "I'll tell you anything. Just don't use that on me."I smiled, a cold, calculating smile. "You should have thought of that when you were being all boastful," I said, my voice dripping with disgust.With a swift motion, I gripped the rogue's finger with the pliers, a sharp twist and he let out a loud cry. Damon and the other guards watched, their faces impassive, as the rogue begged for mercy.But I wasn't done yet. I twisted the finger again, and the rogue's screams grew louder, more desperate. I could see the fear in his eyes, the terror that gripped his heart

Ava's POVQuickly, I found my way into Dylan's chambers, Kirk was right behind me. I held my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. Kirk made sure I was well hidden behind the curtains, and we both watched as four men stormed into Dylan's room.They rummaged through the room in haste. They were clearly looking for something, but they seemed to be getting frustrated. They tossed aside clothes and books, their movements becoming more agitated by the second."What's taking so long?" one of them bellowed, his voice laced with distraught. He appeared to be the leader of the bunch. He only watched as the others worked their way around the room. "We need to find that scepter." The leader declared, his tone rising."We are doing that, but it's not here," one of the men replied, his voice equally frustrated. "We've searched every inch of this room."The first man snarled, his hand clenched into a fist. "You're not looking hard enough," he spat. "The Alpha will not be pleased if we fail."I sw

Ava's POVI felt a shiver run down my spine as Dylan's eyes seemed to bore into my soul. His words were laced with a darkness that I had never seen before, and it made me realize that there was more to him than met the eye."I'm not lecturing you," I said, trying to sound calm. "I'm just saying that if you can't trust your own mate, then who can you trust?"Dylan's expression didn't change, but I could sense a flicker of emotion behind his eyes. For a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of vulnerability — like all that toughness was suddenly gone, but soon, it was quickly replaced by his usual mask of confidence."Trust is a luxury that I can't afford," he said, his voice cold and detached. "In my world, trust gets you killed."I felt a pang of sadness at his words. What had happened to him to make him so cynical? I wanted to ask him, but I knew that he wouldn't tell me.Instead, I decided to change the subject. "So, you were going to tell me why you haven't revealed me as your mate," I