“HOW THE hell did this happen?” Sawyer growled when he registered what I had just said. To his credit, he did not instantly strangle us alive or something. The massive brute yanked both of our arms and led us away from the warrior wing. We stopped at a dark corner, hidden from everywhere. “What do you mean he’s not in his cage?”
“He’s not.” I swallowed. “He escaped.”
Sawyer closed his eyes out of frustration. He rubbed his head, probably dying from exhaustion and cleaning up after all of our mess. “How?” His voice was dangerously low. “How did he even escape? The cage was secured. The only way he could come out is if someone opens it from the outside. I had put a direct order to everyone that no one should open that cage. And now you’re saying to me that he escaped?”
“Yes,” I bit my low
