Chapter 115

*JORDYN’S POV*

I leaned in close, my voice a low, dangerous whisper. “I don’t make threats. I make promises.”

He blinked, taken aback, and I used the moment to scan my surroundings, calculating my next move. The conversation was going nowhere, and I knew that any more time wasted was a risk to Brianne. But just as I was about to push past him, he blocked my path, his expression darkening with renewed resolve.

“Fine,” he spat, “have it your way. But don’t say I didn’t warn you. You’re risking everything for one wolf.”

I held his gaze, unflinching. “One wolf? She’s more valuable than any land, and you’re out of your depth if you think otherwise.”

As I spoke, the door to the far side of the room opened, creaking loudly. My chest tightened as two of their guards appeared, dragging a figure between them. Brianne. They shoved her forward, and she stumbled, collapsing to her knees on the rough floor.

“Jordyn!” she gasped, lifting her head as her gaze found mine, her voice trembling with reli