Zephyrine's POV
Roland burst into the library, his breathing ragged, his claws still extended as if he had just finished a fight.
"My queen, it was a setup," Roland panted.
"Yes, I figured it out." I said, keeping my focus on Alpha Jared, who was still on the floor.
"He threatened to kill my mate and children, and destroy my pack if I refused to obey," Alpha Jared sobbed, his shoulders trembling. "I had no choice."
"And you expect me to believe that you don't know who he is?" I asked coldly.
Alpha Jared shook his head. "No, I don't. I've never seen his full face, just glimpses. But I know that he has a half-burnt face. He never told me his name, never revealed anything about himself. He only gave orders to distribute the pills, keep silent, obey. I tried to defy him once, threatened to report it to the council… and he almost killed my first son." His voice cracked with grief.
