Dove pov
I stare at the cracked concrete wall, lying flat on the stiff cot.
Hours have slugged by since the guard stopped interrogating me, and I've received not a second of medical attention.
I'm not seriously injured, but my body is covered in a litany of bruises like fallen soldiers scattered on a battlefield. I'm certain there are cuts and grazes to match, as well.
All I can think about is my father and Eden. Lying here, unsure of whether they are alive or not is devouring my insides like fire to kindling.I need to figure out how to escape this so I can get back to them.
The distinct sound of a lock thunking as it is undone has me leaning up, swinging my legs off the bed.
A second later the door opens, Alpha Varian stepping in.
He takes one look at me before he pauses. He almost
