Chapter 92SEBASTIAN’S POVWhen she told me she loved me, it felt amazing and lifted my mood. I felt like I was on top of the world. I never saw it coming. I liked her since that day at the auction hall, but her actions and words made me think she didn’t feel the same.As she held me tight and I held her tighter, feeling the softness of her tender body against mine and taking in the jasmine scent of her hair, I couldn’t help but remember the time she said our love was impossible, considering a lot of conditions. And that I should never tell her that ‘I love her’. But today, right this moment, she said it back to me, and my heart burst with joy and satisfaction knowing that we have managed to eliminate the barriers hindering us from loving each other.After what felt like forever, a forever I never wanted to finish, she slowly let go of the hug, a bit embarrassed. But she didn’t need to be. She said exactly what I wanted to hear and did exactly what I wanted her to do too.Her tender g

Chapter 94BRIANNA’S POV“For how long have you been in this castle?” “For a few months… I guess,”She lowered her head to write something down, then lifted it with an irritated exhale, like a teacher dealing with a challenging student.“I thought I made it very clear that your total compliance and honesty are needed in this interrogation. I don’t need guesses or half answers or word fillers. All I need from you right now is concise straightforward answers. Are you with me?” she looked at me like she was instructing a kid.If I wasn’t mistaken, she was being mean. Why was she making things so tough for me, as if I caused all her problems? It seemed like she just wanted me to confess to killing Catherine, so she could arrest me and move on.“Four months,” I said, hiding my annoyance. “I have been here for four months.”“Good,” she muttered and scribbled it down.“Can you tell me about Alpha Sebastian and Luna Catherine’s relationship over your time here? Were they happy or facing iss

Chapter 96SEBASTIAN’S POVBrianna looked lost and a bit nervous as I talked to her. So I tapped her on the shoulder to draw her attention back to me. I had a feeling that the annoying parasitic detective said something hurtful to her after she sent me out of the room. It’s so silly of her to think I would threaten, pressure, or blackmail Brianna.“Yes,” she replied fast, like someone caught in a daze, flinching a bit.I studied her face closely, like a microscope examining an organism. Something was off, and I could sense it. That woman must have said something hurtful, even though she won’t admit it. The Brianna I knew preferred to keep her problems to herself, and I didn’t like that. I wished she’d share everything with me – her challenges, problems, worries, struggles, setbacks. I was eager to help erase them all with a single comforting touch.A strong wave of anger seeped into my skin and spread throughout my body. That’s just about it! It’s time for the detective and her sideki

Chapter 98SEBASTIAN’S POVIt’s been three days now. Three days of being locked up in this cold cell. Three days of being without food or water. Three fucking days of screaming my lungs out.The cell they kept me in was far from the main part of the station. Yelling wouldn’t help much since they wouldn’t hear me well. So I decided to stop screaming; otherwise, I might lose my voice.I hadn’t eaten or had anything to drink since they put me here. What’s weird is that I didn’t really feel it. I was too occupied with my fate in Catherine’s case and also wondering how Brianna was doing to even think about food and water.I slumped against the wall, feeling defeated and helpless. Maybe the Association of Alpha Kings could help me, but that could take a while. Plus, there’s a chance they might believe these idiots and accuse me wrongly. If that happens, getting out of here will be even tougher.Being stuck here was awful. It made me feel restless, lonely, and feel like I was losing my mind!

Chapter 100BRIANNA’S POVIt’s only been three days, but it feels like an eternity without him. The castle has turned colder and oddly quiet in his absence. Everyone has changed since they took him, fearing he might never return. The guards lied to me – they assured me he’d be back soon, but it feels like it’s taking forever.I don’t know how long I stood by the window, looking out as I wore a gloomy, dry smile on my face. I felt like the pregnant wife of a Viking warrior, waiting patiently for his return even though there was a high chance he wouldn’t. I kept waiting to hear a car honk, a police siren—anything signalling he had come back and an assurance that he wouldn’t be taken away again. But it didn’t seem like that would happen anytime soon.I couldn’t help but wonder what might be holding him back. Could they have started the trial and sent him to a high-security prison? Maybe they’ve hurt him, and he’s badly injured in the hospital?When I thought about the worst-case scenario