Samantha’s POV
The Omegas shoved me to the floor in front of Natasha’s feet. My hands scraped roughly against the stone, forcing me to bite my tongue to keep from crying out in pain. If I cried out, then it would only satisfy her.
“Explain this.” Natasha threw something down in front of me, and I looked over to see that it was a small notepad.
I sat up and picked up the notepad with quivering fingers, flipping through the pages. It appeared to contain notes on Nightshade pack; particularly, extensive notes on the inner workings of the pack, the Alpha and Luna’s comings and goings, and other information such as hidden entrances and the code to the vault.
“I… have no clue,” I said, handing the notepad back to Natasha. And it was true—I’d never seen those notes before in my life. “What do
