Drakes POV
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
The repetitive noises of my beta and gamma interrogating Alicia do nothing to sate Xavier or myself. Anger and guilt jostle for dominance and I’m left feeling hollow without my mate.
SLAP!
SLAP!
“Where is our Luna!?” Jacob screams at her, growing frustrated at the lack of information my seasoned interrogator is able to get from an insane shewolf, I grow at the unnecessary reminder that my Lorna was taken from our bed.
“I AM YOUR LUNA” Alicia sneers.
“I AM ALPHA DRAKES TRUE MATE!”
“YOU ARE THE TRAITOR! RELEASE ME AT ONCE BEFORE DRAKE HEARS OF MY ABUSE AT YOUR HAND!!” She smiles thinking she has bested him. Unaware that I am on the other side of the mirror.
I open the cell door, tired of the back and forth that doesn’t seem to be getting us an
