Third person POV
Ronan and Damon stared at both of the rogues. They looked very stressed and could barely cover themselves with the worn out robe, draping over their shoulder.
They rose on their feet and inch closer, their head tilt as they meet Ronan's gaze. One of the rogues step forward, he tilts his head enough to see Ronan face.
"I'm sorry Alpha, but we couldn't help Tristan break out from their cell." he says and forces his head back down, not wanting to meet Ronan gaze.
The other steps forward, legs and hands shaky, like his counterpart.
"Alpha, we couldn't break him out, but we handed him a tool. We hope he could get out soon.'' he says, his head still bowed.
Damon scoffs, "This is unbelievable" he says while he gestures to both of the rogues,
"You mean to tell me that, you
