Ezra sat in the same position for hours. He had no idea how long it had been since Alpha Kael had left. He was in a constant state of anger and confusion. Mostly at himself. For being blind and too trusting. The door opened and Bill walked into the cell, a new cut above his eyebrow from the force the guards had used. He sat in the corner and watched Ezra closely. “He was the Alpha who was always around you,” he mumbled and Ezra looked up at him but said nothing. “When I watched you, he was always there,” Bill continued. “He’s no different from you,” Ezra said flatly and Bill growled. Ezra looked away from him, his eyes straying to the only window in the room. Light streamed into the small cell but the bars reminded him that he was a prisoner. “They’re not as formidable as we’ve been made to believe,” Bill said suddenly and Ezra looked at him with a confused frown. “What does that mean?” “The numbers in the resistance have dwindled drastically.” Ezra’s eyes widened in surp
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