Chapter 73 This is not a joke.

IRENE'S POV

When I opened my eyes again, I saw her—the female Rogue—standing near the door, arms crossed. Her sharp gaze softened slightly when she noticed me stirring. My body still ached from being knocked out, but I forced myself to sit up.

"Finally awake," she muttered, almost teasingly. "How was your nap?"

I scoffed, brushing off the remark. “You think this is a joke?”

She didn’t respond, just looked at me with that same half-amused expression.

I took a deep breath. I needed her on my side. My mind raced, trying to think of how to break through her rough exterior.

“What do you want from me?” I asked, trying to sound firm but not desperate.

Her gaze flicked to my belly for just a second, but I caught it. I couldn’t ignore the unease in her eyes.

“We were sent for Alpha Miles’ Luna,” she said coldly. “You know who that is.”