Anyone in a dire situation—anyone with something to lose, something to protect—was always easy to fool. And that was exactly the case with the Alpha.
Kaan had taken full advantage of it, offering him the one thing he desperately sought—a cure to save the Blood Moon child.
Now, alone at last, Kaan let out a chuckle, though he had to bite it back so no nosy eavesdroppers would get suspicious. With the efficiency of someone who had definitely done shady things before, he extracted Riona's blood into a tube and slipped it into his pocket. Easy. Too easy.
Then, he turned his attention back to her.
She lay on the bed, writhing in pain, her body shifting ever so slightly in discomfort, like a dramatic actress in her final performance. Kaan smirked and crouched beside her, studying her face, drinking in the sight of her suffering.
