The man was dragged in through the hallway and dumped right next to her.
He looked well beaten, blood trickling down a side of his head she couldn't see.
Blood—The one thing she hated seeing, the man's heavy heartbeats filled the room and all she wanted that minute was to get away from him as fast as he could.
The last thing she wanted was to have to deal with this man being tortured.
It was clear that was going to happen, as she had come to it was the way with the Werewolves to t*****e. She had been at the receiving end of this and could tell how humiliating it felt.
“Somebody had better tell this man to start talking,” Zayn said agitatedly.
What the f**k’s going on right now! She thought to herself, were they going to do this in front of her?
When his gaze flicked to her, right wh
