Chapter240: I'll Tell You
*Tristan*
“You give me my baby, and I won’t rip you to shreds,” I say to the man who is holding Trisha. She can’t cry because her mouth is taped closed, but I can see that her face is red, and she has tears streaming down her cheeks. I think she might be having trouble breathing. I need to get to my daughter now.
“You will let me walk out of here, or else the baby gets it,” the asshole says back to me with a disturbing smile on his face.
I shake my head. “No. That’s absolutely not happening. My daughter and these other kids are not going anywhere with you. I am serious, you fucking bastard. Listen to me right now. I am an Alpha. I can shift and rip your throat out before you have time to squeeze my little girl, so the question on your mind shouldn’t be how am I going to get out of here alive. It should be how long am I gonna live. Right now, the answer to that question is less than a minute.”
He has the audacity to chuckle at me. “Do you really think I am afraid that you will tackle me

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