CHAPTER 44 - Spellcaster
Ryan
After Conner's link, I wasted no time in reaching the Cells. I nodded to my soldier, who unlocked the bars.
I stormed into the cell, my eyes narrowing as they landed on the prisoner huddled in the corner.
Jacques.
The very name left a bitter taste in my mouth.
"I hear you've been getting cozy with Lyra," I sneered, my voice dripping with disdain. "She's been visiting you every day, hasn't she? Bringing you treats, talking for hours..."
Jacques remained silent, but I could see the flicker of something in his eyes. Fear? Defiance? I couldn't quite place it, but it only fueled the jealous rage simmering in my veins.
I leaned in closer, my face mere inches from his. "What's your game, wolf? What are you trying to accomplish with her?" These weren't the questions I wanted to ask, but as soon as I saw him, I feared he might be trying to win Lyra's heart, challenging my claim on her affections.
He met my gaze steadily, a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. Whe

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