Cahill
It's the twenty-fifth day when Ares Quaid comes in with one of his men. Today, they didn't come to hit me with rods like I am anticipating, no. They have nothing with them but just sticks of fire.
"How are you faring, our dearly beloved Alpha?" The Bastard asks with a smirk on his face. While I stay silent just like I have been since I was brought in here.
"Today, you're going to communicate with your wife, Cahill."
"Mathilda…" my voice comes out like I am using it for the first time. Hearing him mention her has my body on alert and as I shake, the chains dangle and erupt noise.
"Yes, Mathilda. My witch told me she's not rightfully yours but your half-brother's, James Vanderbilt." He blurts out and I clench my jaw.
How did they fucking know?
"I won't kill them, I'll just have them cast out of your mansion after I kill you and become the Alpha of Alphas," Ares informs me, the smirk never wearing off his face.
