The prisoners’ names were Luis and Armand. They never thought they would see the light of day again. For the last 11 years, they’d been severely b**ten, st**ved, t**tured and brought to the brink of death more times than either of them cared to count.
They knew they’d lost their leaders; they’d felt the links break when they died. Neither of them knew what happened to the rest of their pack. All either of them knew was that Alpha Karter had set an escape plan in place as a backup plan, but no one knew the details of said plan.
Luis and Armand did exactly what Dean told them to do; they traveled by night only, making sure no one was following them before leaving their hiding place each night. During the day they found caves when they could, sometimes they’d find an abandoned building they
