Chapter 69: Cassian's Fury

Kazamir's POV

Alpha Cassian said nothing at first. A life-changing silence enveloped the dungeon. Then he burst out laughing. He bowed his head, laughing so hard that the chains rattled.

"What the fuck are you asking of me?" he said, regaining composure.

I shrugged, raising my brows. "I just said you should forfeit your claim over Storstrand, and proclaim me as Alpha. That's not a hard thing to ask now, my friend. Is it?"

He chuckled, "Is this some sort of joke to you?" the amusement cleared out of his face. "How do you expect me to give up my House for you? Aren't you supposed to fucking help me out of here, and tender a fucking apology, not the bullshit you're spiting!"

I strode to the rock where the torture tools were displayed. They were stained with Alpha Cassian's blood. His body had endured three days of torture, violated by Lord Logan's mercenaries.

For years, I'd conceived the idea of ruling the realm as the supreme Alpha. There is an agile plague in the realm only me could