ALLISON’S POV
I sat on the cold, hard floor of the cell, hugging my knees to my chest. The darkness of the small room felt suffocating. My heart raced in my chest. The last few days had been a blur of interrogation and pain, but nothing had made sense. I didn't understand why Alpha Allen kept asking me about Wendy, or why he seemed so convinced that I knew something I didn't.
I didn’t know where Wendy was. She had disappeared—vanished into thin air, taking the Alpha's most prized possessions with her. I'd heard the rumors, the whispers from the guards. They said Wendy had stolen from them before running off. The Alpha and his pack were furious. But I didn’t know anything about it. I swear I didn’t.
I wanted to scream, to ask someone—anyone—what was happening. All I wanted was to be in t
