Dickson
Five Years Ago
The cell reeked of victory – her victory. I inhaled deeply, letting the rage build in my chest as I stared at the broken chains. Gone. She was gone. My fingers traced the metal bars she’d somehow managed to break, despite her weakening body.
“Alpha,” Henry, my beta, approached with the caution of a man who’d seen my rage before. “We found evidence that—”
“That one of my own servants helped her escape?” I turned slowly, enjoying how he flinched. “Yes, I’m aware. It must be that little maid – Alisha, the one I assigned to her.”
“Should we hunt them down? We could—”
“No.” I smoothed down my jacket, regaining my composure. Control was everything. “Let them run. Let them think they’ve won.”
“But sir, after what she did to Vanessa…”
My hand shot out, gripping his t
