CHAPTER 99: BLOOD AND BETRAYAL

Drakon stood at the entrance of his palace, his heart pounding in his chest. Amandla, her hands bound and her face a mask of defiance was forced to her knees by two burly guards from the Blackthorn pack. Kane, the tyrant alpha of the Blackthorn pack, lounged arrogantly on a fallen log, his piercing eyes fixed on Drakon. The sneer on his face revealed his contempt. He rose slowly, deliberately, and sauntered over to Amandla, his fingers trailing over her hair. "Drakon, "Kane's voice was an evil hiss. "You've brought me your most prized possession, the woman who you once loved, and she ended up killing your child; how touching. Drakon's face turned to surprise. "Yes, Kane said. News travels far, and the people from your pack like to spill the beans at just a little torture, But you must be truly desperate to think I'd trade my prisoners for her." Drakon clenched his fists, his knuckles white. "Kane, you have my people. Release them, and Amandla is yours. This is our deal." Kane lau