Zanthus had called Beta Kenneth to come help us pick up the rogue. Beta Kenneth readily agreed and arrived quickly. We had driven back the territory just as quickly, and Zanthus and Beta Kenneth waited for me as I ran inside the cabin and changed out of my dress and into something more comfortable. The rogue was still alive, and Zanthus wanted answers. He was going to question the rogue in the basement of the pack house, and I wanted to be there all steps of the way.
Beta Kenneth brought me a mug of coffee, and I offered him a small smile of thanks as I stood in front of the one way mirror. There was hushed speaking going on between the rogue and Zanthus; barely audible even with the one way speakers that we were provided. I couldn't hear them, even as I strained to. I was growing more an
