The sound of Deacon spitting out a mouthful of blood echos throughout the empty warehouse. Roman and Sophia haven’t let up on him at all and Logan has had to watch every moment of it. Finally they start to get aggravated. The Alpha that is blinded by revenge stabs the silver blade into Deacon’s shoulder and gives it a twist.
“Things are going to get so much worse for you if you don’t start to talk.” That’s when Roman looks over at Logan. “Maybe you can handle the pain, but what about the pup?”
Roman pulls the blade from Deacon’s shoulder and it makes an awful sound. He begins to walk towards Logan with the silver blade drawn in his hand.
“No!” Deacon shouts, pain and anguish evident in his voice. “Leave the boy alone. He hasn’t done anything. He knows nothing. It’s me that you want.”
