Christian POV
Christian sat in Antonio’s office, while he watched the man glare at him down from his seat behind the desk. He watched Antonio’s jaw tick, while his whole unit sat on the surrounding chairs and couches. They were waiting. Waiting for their Alpha to start the interrogation.
Their eyes darted from Christian to their Alpha, unsure of what to do. The silence in the room was uncomfortable. The tension in the air was palpable.
Christian was almost grateful for his broken nose. It gave him a reason to look down once in a while, to check if the bleeding had stopped, avoiding Antonio’s intense gaze.
“Why are you here?” Antonio finally asked. After punching Christian, Antonio had called out to the warriors to escort him to the Alpha office, without another word.
“Are you here for
