Another strike followed. The sound cracked through the air, making her flinch as tears pricked in her eyes. She could not comprehend why he was doing this until he growled," Truth. Now."
Emira froze as she realized what Prince Kael was demanding-an explanation of how she had ended up with the traffickers who were taking the Omegas, when all she had done was excuse herself to the washroom. Her throat went dry. Did she dare confess that she had been the one to follow the man on her own?
She'd raced to the washroom, her stomach in an upheaval and having upended the contents of her stomach, she'd come out normally, intending to go to the Prince. But on the way, she had spied the man and recognised him as a visitor who often visited the Moonville Pack. Something inside her had warned her that he was not up to any good. After all, she'd seen the way he would often look at the Omegas. So, she had followed him. And then overheard the discussion...
