Emma's POV
The Alpha's face remained frozen in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. My words hung in the air like a challenge, and I could see the wheels turning in his mind as he struggled to process the truth.
My anger simmered just below the surface, threatening to boil over at any moment. I clenched my fists, trying to keep my emotions in check. I would rather not give the Alpha the satisfaction of seeing me lose control.
"You're telling me you had no idea?" I spat, my voice low and even. "You're telling me you didn't know your pack members were torturing me?"
The Alpha's eyes darted back and forth, as if searching for an escape route. "I…I swear, Emma, I had no idea. If I had known…"
My laughter was harsh, cutting him off. "Save it, Alpha. I don't believe you. You're just trying to cover your tracks."
The Alpha's face reddened, his eyes flashing with anger. "How dare you," he growled. "I am your Alpha, and I will not be spoken to like that."