CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SIX A DANGEROUS LINE

JAVION'S POV I watched as Xander approached, his face contorted in anger. The crowd of rogues had quieted down, sensing the shift in mood. His eyes were blazing with an intensity that made me wonder just what Daphne had told him. Was she still furious with me, or had she given him a fresh reason to hate me? Xander’s voice cut through the tension, sharp and cold. “Well, well, if it isn’t the great Alpha Javion, still on his knees and playing the fool,” he sneered. His words were laced with venom, and I could see the rage in his eyes. “You thought you could come here and just take her away? You think you can waltz into my territory, make demands, and leave unscathed?” My heart sank as Xander continued, “You’ll suffer for your arrogance. I’ll make sure of it. But first, I’ll leave you to stew in your misery. I’ll decide what’s to be done with you tomorrow.” He looked at his rogues with a smirk. “Lock them up. Make sure they know what real suffering is.” The rogues sprang into action