Chapter 16 - Alec

As we entered the lower level, the path was clear to the only person in a cell, Santi. I rarely have to put a pack member down here, but he crossed a line last night. Even if Crista hadn’t turned out to be my mate, he still crossed a line. And he’d still have ended up sitting here in a cell, just maybe not in such rough shape.

Rough was undoubtedly a good word. Unlike the windowless dank room my father liked to lock me in, this room was new and lacked many medieval dark ages esthetics.

There were no windows, but there were vents to circulate air. Instead of torches, fluorescent lights were casting a harsh bright light on the plain grey cement walls. 

My grandfather was very meticulous when he had this place built. Every outside wall was laced with silver, a metal that can weaken any supernatural creature to