Bronx’s POV

 

“Come on, man. It’s been a month. We're sick of this shit. If this is your order, if this is truly what you want, then man the fuck up and come to the dungeon so you can see your damn handy work,” Milo’s steel-gray eyes bore into me, “ Like you said, you don’t give a fuck anymore, so prove it. Come see what you're doing.”

 

“Watch your tone, Milo,” I stand up, growling at him.

 

“Look, Bronx, you can come with us right now or you can find Blood River another Beta. I have plenty of packs who have already said they would give me asylum. Fuck being a Beta. I'll take a job as a front gate guard and call ita fucking day. I'll pack my shit, take Codi, and leave today if that’s how you really want this to go down. Your choice,” he crosses his arms and stares me down. Behind him, Reggie has his hands on his hips, looking at the floor.

 

“What about you, Reggie? You're awfully quiet. Are you part of this ultimatum, too?” I lean forward against the desk, giving him a chance to speak up.

 

His blue eyes glance up at me, then back at the floor before he clears his throat, “We've already spoken to the Manae. They said we can stay at the Kardia tou Manae if we need to. Their new home. If that’s what we think would be best for Katie.”

 

All the rage that Saint has been feeling roils inside me at the thought of even more people abandoning us. These guys are supposed to be my two best friends. They would just pick up and go that easily?

 

“Fine. I'll go to the fucking dungeon. But I don’t know why it’s so damn important to you. I already told you to

feed her, and you gave her the stupid blanket she wanted. Why do I need to see her too? She chose her fate,” I snarl, stepping around my desk to follow them out the door.

 

“Shut up, Bronx. I'm so sick of your shit. I just need you to shut the fuck up,” Milo growls as we make our way down the back stairs to the dungeon, with Reggie following quietly behind us. °

 

stands up from the chair behind

 

Gamma,”

ask, looking around for everyone else, “Shouldn't there

 

well, confused, “ Alpha, we only need one of us at a time. I'm here during the day. There are

 

“Huh. Okay.”

 

has come of it. I-I don’t know how much longer it will last, honestly.” Shuttering? What

 

kitchen brought for her?” Reggie asks, picking up a

 

screws up his face, looking at the container,

 

motions with his head for me

 

turn on the lights as we walk down the dark hallway. We pass the soundproof solitary confinement cell with the solid silver door. From the tiny window, I see a pair of light brown eyes stare out at us. They grow wide when they see me and a dull thudding sound of the occupant pounding on the door

 

Milo stops with a sigh and flips several switches on the wall, changing the lights in the cell from dark blue to a soft white

 

arms and sigh in frustration, “

to open the door. He steps inside while

 

cell. Milo scowls at me

Reggie finally speaks

 

the bottom of the pile. He whispers words of encouragement and asks for forgiveness from the bedding. Is

it’s another fucking magic trick. I can feel Saint in the back of my mind paying attention to what is

blankets?” I ask,

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