Chapter Twenty-Five: Phase One“No. For the thousandth time, I cannot let you leave.”The guard exhaled heavily, probably because he had been having the same argument with Cater for the past three hours. At this point, he didn’t even look up from the shooting game he was playing on his phone. “Please step away from the entrance, and get back in your cell.”“But listen,” Carter pressed, wrapping his hands around the iron bars. “You don’t even have to let me out. I can see you on your phone right now. I don’t have mine, so please just lend me yours so I can call my parents to get me the hell out of here. Five minutes. That’s all.”The guard finally looked up. He was young, much younger than the others who’d dragged Carter down here, with a calm, friendly, unassuming face that reminded Carter of a Golden Retriever. He squinted at Carter with a mix of genuine sympathy and confusion.“With the greatest respect, sir,” he said, his tone full of reverence for the Alpha's mate, “Alpha Dalla
Última actualización : 2026-07-31 Leer más