Alpha Tristan's POV
I stood at the door as Kieran was led towards me and into the room, his hands tied behind his back. He moved calmly, as though he was in charge of the situation, and I knew in a way he was. He needed attention from the Alpha of the pack, and he got it because he knew how best to get it; having the information that we might need to trace down who was in charge of the attacks against my relationship with Vivienne and my pack.
I stood at the door, watching as the soldiers adjusted the ropes, tying his hand behind the chair he was made to sit on. Only when the soldiers were done did I walk into the room, my eyes firm on him. The room was empty. There was not a single thing in sight except the chair Kieran sat on.
This room has always come in handy and it was same with ri
