It’s been hours since the Enforcers marched me down to the basement of the Council building where they have silver–barred cells they use for rogue wolves, and anyone else either being punished or awaiting punishment at the leisure of the Council.

In the cell across from me is a rogue wolf named Axel Sawyer.

He’s an Alpha who blew in from Texas after reportedly slaughtering a whole bunch of wolves down South, including his own pack if rumors are to be believed. I’d heard the Council were hunting him, but I’d also heard he’d moved on to North Dakota.

That was months ago.

Have the Council been holding him this whole time?

I wonder why, but I’m not going to make conversation with a psychopath who slaughters his own pack, and I obviously have plenty of my own problems to occupy my mind.

Eventually, Samsen comes down and stands outside the bars

to regard me like I’m some new exotic zoo animal.

“Where’s my mate?” I bite out impatiently.

Because they certainly didn’t bring her down to the cells, and I’m worried about what’s happening to her.

Not knowing is making my wolf crazy.

behind silver bars underground like this, purposefully depriving them of any natural light or air–but the added element of my mate possibly being in

than usual.

it’ll make my wolf so crazed, I won’t be able to restrain it anymore–even with all my considerable self–control–and I’ll end up

that’s exactly what the Council

wolf than a powerful Alpha who is in full control of himself

says cooly. “You will answer our questions regarding your role in the death of Alpha Tobin Havelock and they will inform the basis of your upcoming trial.”

anything until you tell me where my mate

and wrap my hands

would create an instant burning

reminding Samsen that ultimately this cell won’t hold

suddenly no longer in control

“You really want to find out what happens

step back. “When you decide to cooperate and

mate.”

on his heel

wolf with the power of

about,” Axel drawls from the other side of the

hallway.

wraps his hands

His skin sizzles a little, but he doesn’t so much

Texan wolf who slaughtered his own pack,” I reply in a clipped tone. “Glad we got the formalities out of

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