Chapter 202

LIAM’S POV The iron door to the dungeon opened with a slow groan. The sound echoed off the cold stone walls. I didn’t flinch. The smell of rusted metal, blood and something else filled the air. The air was heavy. The further I walked in, the more I could feel my anger spreading inside me. This wasn’t just betrayal. This was personal. Two guards stood at attention, straightening the moment they saw me. they bowed their heads. “Alpha,” they greeted. “Open the cell,” I ordered. My voice was firm and cold. The torchlight in the cell flickered on Janine's bruised face as I stepped closer. Her hands were chained above her head. Her ankles were shackled. Her clothes were torn and dusty. Her hair was a mess. But she still tried to lift her chin in stubbornness when she saw me. “Liam,” she said. There was a bitter smile on her lips, “come to gloat?” I didn’t answer her. I motioned to the guards instead. “Use the whip. I want her talking.” Janine’s eyes widened. “What? Liam—! No. You’re not seri