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beast, or the king would finally come after you for breaking the breeder law.

“How could you choose him?" She tried to twist her head to look at Naya. "Don't you know what a monster he is? Are you blind? Are you sick?"

Alreck intervened again, lips tight as he spanked her in a flurry of brutal swats. Darre watched him put his back into it, happy that she would not be sitting down for a while.

Twitching and trying to escape, all it took was Alreck's steady hand to bring her to heel.

"What did I say, woman?" Alreck hissed.

"You have no right! No right!"

"I claim that right!" Alreck growled.

Darre stepped close, his feet near her face when he bent down to ask her, "And why this elaborate plan of black robes?"

"To take you down. Mac would take over. He and Louis would tame the betas, weaken the stronger alphas, reform Sector 2, and get all the credits and the glory.

“Louis would become First Alpha. After the humiliation of Naya’s kidnapping, my father would take over as first scribe. He'd help establish the first scribe house here, maybe become Administration.”

"Fuckin' law slugs and their scheming."

"Father said she was a quiet, fearful thing. Said you'd break her. Said she'd see you and never recover. How could he know she would ruin everything? It's her fault my mate is gone!"

"It's your mate's fault. He was a fool. And he wasn't a bond-mate, just a contract husband. You'll get over it, because you're getting another one of those." He sent Alreck a meaningful look. "Get her to yield, or she'll go to the Hole. I won't risk my bond for a treacherous beta slut."

Nixon, who'd been quiet during the interview, now spoke up. "I have some leather restraints that will fit her. They’re wide, so they won't cut into her skin. And you might want to borrow my wooden cross and spanking bench, padded for her pregnancy. It’s good for more than just spanking."

Darre eyed Naya. She'd need her own punishment for breaking rule three later. "No. I want the bench. Has it got a leather cover? I don't want something that smells like your dick, weapons master."

"Then you better have your own made," Nixon said with a toothy grin.

Chapter Twenty

Darre

There was a knock at the door to his office. People in the tower knew not come down the hall unless he expected them. Darre's muscles tensed; it could only be more trouble.

He nodded at Nixon, who moved to open the door. One of his guards stood in the hall beyond.

"Alpha, the king is at the door and asks for an audience."

The announcement threw a damp blanket of silence over the room. In any other sector, people knew to bow and scrape to the royal family, who had established their reign almost two hundred years ago.

Darre didn't want to see him. He had the power to make the man camp at his front door for as long as he wanted. No one could force the Mad Monster to do anything he didn't want to do. Not even the former king. Not even his sire.

But ignoring Rhineholth felt like running away, and Darre did not run.

"Nixon, you're my second now," Darre announced.

Nixon said nothing, but his face conveyed his displeasure. He preferred his old title, it seemed. Darre wouldn't argue with him about it now.

"I'll be down to get new vows of allegiance from everyone in the tower after I deal with this. You know what to do."

The other man tipped his head in acknowledgment.

"Alreck, get this female secure. I don't want to see her again." He glared in disgust at the woman who'd tried to kill him, who could have ruined everything. Though she was hogtied and helpless on the floor, Rachel still felt like a danger to him. His world would be safer if her head was on a stick facing the street with those of her cohorts. He had killed females before, but never one carrying life.

His hand went over Naya's belly, its twin tightening against her nape. She turned her face against him, purring low and quiet, filling him up. She was always filling him up.

It was a risk. The monster was tapping at the back of his skull, ready to argue the point. The beast in him had no reservations about killing the beta. She and her unborn were enemies. The mother's poison could infect the child, who would grow to want revenge.

But Darre was free of the beast's control, and he