The witch was sweating and stalling. She was still demanding that they promise to spare her life before she would talk. Alpha paced like a storm barely contained. Kael had already lost his patience twice— All he could picture right now was his mother, and the urge to get his revenge filled his heart. Dante was leaning on the counter, tapping his foot like he was eagerly waiting for the part where he snapped her neck.
“I have heard of you, you are the Alpha of the Ironvale Pack. You never break your word. You always keep your promises. Please promise you will spare my life and I'll tell you everything I know.” She cried out and fell to her knees in front of Alpha. “You need me.”
“Yeah fortunately for you, he is famous for always keeping promises but unfortunately… duhhhling, I have
