Kane’s POV I left the Alpha’s Suite, leading my new slave by a chain fastened to her shackles. It was probably overkill, but Jarvis was likely to be watching on the monitor in his office. Learning about the mate bond courtesy of the bugged collar had left me wondering what my Beta had that I didn’t. Ridiculous, I know. Grandmother’s first words stopped me in my tracks. “Jake’s been found. He’s in the dungeon being cross-examined by Gamma Harriet.” Amy’s response left me reeling. “Nice try, but I can tell you’re lying, Luna Truman,” she said. Was I about to play piggy in the middle? “Why so loyal to one who was mean to you, girl?” It was my slave’s turn to show surprise. “You see things, don’t you?” she whispered. “Sometimes. And you, Amy Jordan, are one of the few I know who can block me out. Have a seat.” I felt as if all my power had been stripped away as was often the case in here. “That wicker chair’s uncomfortable,” I said, wanting to play my part. “Park yourself,” m
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