The Lycan King's Second Chance Mate: Rise of the Traitor's Daughter

Zane~

I clenched my jaw so tightly I could feel the pressure in my skull.

Jacob was testing me. Pushing me. Enjoying it.

Red growled in my head. "Be smart, Zane. If they wanted you dead, they would’ve done it already. We will get back at them for this but not now. Don’t let your temper cost us Natalie."

I exhaled sharply, forcing my pulse to steady. Fine. I’d play along. But if this was a trap, they would regret underestimating me.

I turned to Jacob, my voice controlled but sharp. "What do you want from me?"

Jacob smirked. "I think you already know."

I met his gaze, unflinching.

His smile deepened, amused. "Alright, I’ll spell it out for you. What do you feel for Natalie? And why do you feel that way?"

I stiffened. I hated being interrogated—especially like this, backed into a corner with no way out.

I took a slow breath, ignoring Red’s restlessness in my mind. "I don’t know how to define what I feel exactly." My voice came out lower than I intended. "But I know I want her safe. Protected. I want her to be happy."