Lennox's knees hit the dirt with a heavy thud. It was the sound of a heart breaking. Beside him, Levi fell too, pressing his hands into the grass and bowing his head.
They were Alphas, leaders of thousands, but they had never felt so weak. In this moment, they were just two men forced to watch their mate, Olivia, struggle to breathe.
"That's it," the Rogue King cooed. He stepped toward the edge of the pit and looked down at Olivia. her face was pale and her eyes were rolling back. "See how the mighty fall? Your father told me you were soft. He said you would always choose a woman over a kingdom."
"Stop the magic," Lennox choked out. His pride tasted like ash. "We are on our knees. Just stop hurting her."
The King laughed—a sharp, crazy sound. "I think I'll do both. I'll kill her slowly, and I'll blow up the house anyway. I want you to feel the exact moment your bloodline ends."
