“Anything out of him today?” Zane asks the guards and they shake their heads.
“No, Beta. He’s been sleeping all day.” The not pale guard answers.
“Thank you, you may leave if you do not wish to watch this.” I say, eying the guard that is still pale and now looks a bit green. He nods his head frantically and runs from the room like he is on fire. The other guard glances at the prisoner and back to me, then shakes his head, facing the wall and acting like we aren’t there.
The cell door opens and I enter, noticing the tilt of the prisoner's head and his breathing.
“I know you’re awake.” I say as I kick his chair, he jolts and his brown eyes meet mine. The fear lacing them makes me pause.
Huh, normally the fear feeds the darkness, but I feel nothing.
“The warehouse was a bust, Gera
