Kian pov
Dragging my hand through my hair I hear a chair being pulled out beside me and turn my head to see Cannon up on his feet.
"Where are you going?" I ask him when he takes a step to the side.
"I don't care about her approval. I'm going to interrogate the prisoners and no one is going to stop me. Our mates are in danger and there is no way I will sit here and wait like a good dog. If they have touched a single hair on her head I'm going to rip every fucker to tiny pieces and glue them back together just to rip them apart again!" He barks and no one argues with him.
"Alright. Let me know what you find out from them," I say when one of the other guards gets up and walks out of the room with him.
"How much glue do you think he is going to need?" Declan says with a serious tone in
