#Chapter 248: Blood for Blood

Noah Noah straightened his tie, taking one last deep breath to calm his nerves. This was it—the moment of truth. Finally, he grabbed the handle and turned it. The single hanging light in the otherwise dark interrogation room was almost blinding as it gleamed off the polished surface of the metal table. But the moment Noah’s eyes adjusted, they immediately locked onto Scott. Noah felt his blood begin to boil anew. His Beta, his half-brother, the man who had betrayed him in ways he couldn’t have imagined, sat there looking small and defeated. He wore a gray prison uniform and looked like he hadn’t slept in days, dark circles ringing his eyes—his eyes which, due to fear or guilt or both, refused to meet Noah’s. Good. Noah took his seat opposite Scott. The metal chair scraped against the floor as he pulled it back, unbuttoning one button on his suit jacket before sitting. Every movement was slow, deliberate, painstaking. Noah said nothing for sev