Chapter Eleven

Grayson's POV

I'm heading to our secret base where my men bring those moron to filled our empty cells, and it's been a while since we interrogate some omega who lost their path. However, I don't want my hands to be covered with their dirty blood that's why my men was here to occupy my job.

One of my men open the door and I seated on the chair in the middle, before giving me a cigarette.

"Remove his blindfold," I ordered.

They removed it and exposed me his ugly face.

"Who are you working with?" I questioned and release the smoke.

"I don't know!" He answered.

"Wrong answer."

The man was punched by my men and he cried in pain. He probably didn't think about being tortured after trying to be a brave wolf in the pack.

"I'm not asking you again. Tell me who is your boss before I lost my patience," I warned him.

I threw my cigarette towards him and muttered, "Speak up until you can. You are running out of time."

But he suddenly lost his words and I hate waiting.

"I know who you are, wh