ALARA’S POV
I returned my gaze to Alpha Obed after listening to what Darius said.
The Alpha prisoner was panting like he had not been breathing well, and I knew that the cell couldn’t provide enough air for him.
He was worn out, tears and stains all over his rob. But his crimson eyes were still glowing in the dark, and I knew that he was not going last for so long.
“Go ahead, Alara…” Darius urged, and I wasn’t sure of what I was supposed to say or do to Alpha Obed.
“You have to let me go,” Obed said to me. “Tell him to let me go.” He had so much anger in his eyes, but he should have known that it wasn’t going to save him at that moment.
Eventually, I was able to figure out what I wanted to ask him, and I cleared my throat before I began.
“Do you have anything to do with the attac
