Zane's POV
Die?
My legs turned to jelly beneath me.
I don't want to die just because I have to live like a real Alpha just like Alfie!
"Can you hear him Alpha Alfie?" I raised an eyebrow with panic in my eyes and voice. "This place isn't meant for me! I'm an Omega, just like he said...a frail, weak one!"
My voice cracked, and I grabbed his arm, pleading. "Please, Alpha Alfie… You and your brothers paid a fortune for me. Do you really want me to die before you even get your money's worth?"
Alfie's emerald eyes were as cold as stone. "Break his legs," he said flatly.
My heart stopped.
"What?" I breathed.
"And his arms. Maybe his neck too...just don't let him die," Alfie continued, his tone indifferent as though discussing the weather. He kept his eyes on Inspector James, never once acknowledging the horror on my face. "Treat him after every session if you must, but make sure he learns every martial art...starting with the simplest and progressing to the most lethal."
Neck?
