Chapter 247

AARON

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.

made to run free and wild–is held behind silver bars underground like this, purposefully depriving them of any natural light or air–but the added element of my mate possibly

than usual.

it’ll make my wolf so crazed, I won’t be able to restrain

what

condemn a rogue wolf than a powerful Alpha who is in full control

Samsen 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.”

you tell me where my mate

forward and wrap my

that would create an instant burning reaction. For me, it’s

reminding Samsen that ultimately this cell won’t

was suddenly no longer in control of

Samsen,” I growl at him. “You really want to find out

to cooperate and answer our questions, Alpha Rathborn, then maybe

mate.”

samsen turns on his

wolf with the power of

so much about,” Axel drawls from the other side of the

hallway.

and wraps his hands

but

own pack,” I reply in a clipped tone. “Glad we got

me the hell alone.”

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