Sarah POV
“They’re in the last cells on the left side. Right here.” Nora pointed to the exact spot on the map, that Sarah had rolled out on the table in her study.
“How are they?” Sarah asked, hoping that they weren’t being tortured.
“They’re doing pretty well. They’re not being beaten like Alpha Marcus, so that’s a good thing.” Nora sighed.
“How are we going to get them out?” Benjamin asked. He stood leaning over the map with his hands firmly planted on the table. He was the only one from Marcus’ unit who wasn’t imprisoned, and Sarah could tell he was having a hard time. She wished she could offer him words of comfort, but she had no idea what to say and felt the same dread eating away at her.
“I’m not sure yet. Now that we can’t speak with the other Alphas anymore…” She trailed off
