DAMON POV:The holding cells are in the basement of the pack house, cold and dark and smelling like old stone and fear.Kade and I stand outside the reinforced door where they're keeping the Silverfang prisoner and I can already hear him moving around inside, restless and probably terrified now that the wolfsbane is wearing off."You ready for this?" Kade asks."As ready as I'll ever be." I push open the door and we step inside together.The prisoner is chained to the wall with silver-reinforced restraints, the same kind we used on Kade when he first came back. He looks better than he did when we found him in that trap, the infection has cleared and his wounds are healing, but he's still weak and malnourished.His eyes widen when he sees both of us walk in and I can smell the fear rolling off him in waves."You're awake," I say, crossing my arms. "Good, we need to talk.""I'm not telling you anything," he says immediately, his voice rough from disuse."Yes you are," Kade says, moving
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