Chapter 115
Betrayed by Blood
Chapter 115
The scratch of his pen against the papers was the only sound in the room. Cain sat still, his gaze flickering through each word written on the papers. He had been at it for four hours already and yet he still wasn’t done. He paused for a second, glancing at the wall clock. Lydia should have arrived already; she had to continue the paperwork.
The door burst open.
Cain’s head snapped up just as Lucas practically rushed in, breathless, his face pale.
"Alpha—" Lucas started but then hesitated, his throat bobbing.
"Speak. What is the problem?" Cain asked, deducing from Lucas’s body language that something was wrong.
"The bloodroot poison seller, Sir Xander, brought into the pack. The one in the dungeon. Ezek, he’s dead."
For a second, everything stilled.
Cain shot up from his chair, the wood scraping against the stone floor. "What do you mean dead?"
"He was found dead—" Linda began, but Cain didn’t allow him the chance to finish. He stormed out of the office, his boots pounding against the floor as he made his way to the dungeon, leaving the man running behind him.