#Chapter 175: Going for the King’s Throat

Gwen snarled in Anthony’s direction. “The only thing you can do to make up for all the trouble you’ve caused is to burn in hell.” He nodded. “I suppose I deserve that. But please hear me out.” He turned a pathetic look on me. “You’re a reporter and the one who’s out for truth for everyone. Aren’t you interested in hearing what I have to say? Getting the whole truth before you act?” I let out a huge sigh. He’d played upon my only remaining sympathy for him. “Make it quick,” I snapped. He nodded but stayed on his knees. “I understand how upset you must all be. And if I were in your shoes, I’d probably have a hard time forgiving myself, too. But it wasn’t my choice. I swear. I was being forced. And if you agree not to press charges against me, I’ll help you take out the real problem.” “And who would that be?” I asked. If possible, he went even more pale, glanced around nervously, then swallowed hard. “It’s the Alpha King,” he said. All of us stared at him in open-mouthed astonishmen