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Chapter 89: What Drink?

Lottie POV

I never claimed to be a great interrogator, but I would be damned if these two got the better of me. Every ounce of suffering I felt through my mate bond was because of one of these two, and they would be paying for that.

"In blood?!" Sage cackled, hopping from foot to foot inside my head, excited at the prospect of being allowed to play.

"If you like!" I replied calmly before turning my attention back to Mike, who was groaning like the coward he was.

"I won't ask again!" I warned him. Slowly, his head lifted from his bloodied hands to my face; something had settled behind those eyes I once loved and felt safe with that made me feel good: Doubt! For the first time, he was apparently doubting the he had on me.

"I don't.." He started to say, but I cut him off by pressing my finger into his shoulder wound caused by Knox.

"Charlotte!" My father screamed, and I shook my head, resolving myself to do what needed to be done.

"Help me out, Sage!" I expressed aloud, and to Mike'
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Amie
All Sage. u kick his a** and dear old daddy too...
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