The Alphas Redemption
"Yes, I lied earlier. I'm Elara from the House of Voss, the next bride for the Alpha King, and you're touching what belongs to the King."
I lifted my chin, hoping my words would finally get through to him.
"If you let me go now, I'll plead on your behalf for your hands to be chopped off instead of your head."
That should do it.
I had heard enough stories about the Alpha King to know that the threat of losing his head was enough to make most people reconsider their actions. I wasn't entirely sure he would spare this man's hands, but it was the best offer I could make under the circumstances.
Instead of letting me go, he laughed.