Chapter Forty Seven • Alpha Asher's Mate

Margaret bowed her head down the minute she heard the loud bell.

Not knowing the reason the pack bell was rung, she did just as her fellow prisoners did.

"Are you among the rogues that attacked our pack yesterday?"

A man's deep voice forced her to quiver backwards.

Even though the metal bars served as a barrier between them.

"No_no_I_"

She was still trying to talk when he put his hands into the metal bar and then hit her head repeatedly on the metal.

"I asked you a question, were you among the rogues that attacked our pack yesterday?"

He shouted this time around probably out of frustration.

"No …"

She cried out in pain and he left her head instantly.

She loses balance and falls on the ground holding her head tightly.

"Then how did you end up here?"

He inquired again but before she could think of what to say a soldier standing beside the man interrogating her was faster.

"We saw while we were searching for Marcus, probably one of them."

Margaret looked up at the man and recognized him