Chapter 97

• The Randal I knew and the Randal standing before me were two different men. Two very, very different men.
• “Alpha Randal, your hand…” I was momentarily stupefied by the cut on his right hand that dripped blood into the rug.
• “Yes, I was confined but I had to break away.” He applied pressure on the wound. “But tell me, where is my brother? Alpha Adelard, you are here so something must have happened. I heard some maids… They said brother was put in the dungeons.”