CHAPTER 17: TORTURE CHAMBER

Meredith’s POV

My question is answered immediately when I see the person standing behind him. Gwen.

She told him.

That bitch!

She has a sly smirk on her lips before she says, ‘I warned you’. She disappears down the hall, leaving me alone with the furious alpha before me.

Roman picks me up by the neck, instantly cutting off my air supply. He brings his lips to my ears, and his words send unpleasant shivers down my spine.

“You know what I hate more than witches? It’s a lying one that thinks she can take me for a fool.”

"Roman, please let me explain,” I croak as his grip on my throat tightens.

“Silence!” he snaps in my face. He leads me down the hall, and I am barely able to keep up with his long strides. I stumble a few times, but his grip on my neck won’t give me a chance to recover.

I find myself in an unfamiliar part of the palace. The lighting is dim, and something about the whole place just gives off an eerie aura.

My gaze falls on two guards standing in front of a metal door. T