Prince Harad's POV Still

“Warrior, escort her to the interrogation room,” I commanded the guard.

The man takes the Alpha female by the arm and guides her out of the cell to a room at the end of the hallway. Arriving there, he shoved her into a chair, while I positioned myself opposite to her.

“Tell me, how were the weeks spent in the cell?” I started. "I hope they treated you well and the food was adequate.” I struggled to suppress any trace of scorn from my voice or keep a neutral expression on my face.

“You know better, my Prince,” she answered. “But I'm sure you didn't bring...