One Hundred and Five.

Alpha Colt

“What the fuck are you talking about. No one gave my son to you.”

The Rogue snarls as Knox holds him still

“Who?” I demand

The yellow eyes stare deep into my own and now he refuses to speak

“Kill him.” I mutter. I had no more time or patience for this.

Knox takes one look at me and nods his head. He places his foot on the back of the Rogues neck and slams down on him. The deafening crack of the Rogues spine was enough to know he wouldn’t have survived it.

“We could have questioned him further.” utters Linc

“We wouldn’t have gotten anything from him. He is a sheep. He is just following the others.” Knox retorts

“I need you to keep an eye on the forest, make sure we have no other surprises.” I tell Linc

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to speak to my son.”

“I will come, just in case you need a hand.” Knox offers and I shake my head telling him to stay with Linc. I didn’t need anyone else interfering with this.

Heading to the dungeons, I make my way down the stone steps.