Dominic's POV
I didn’t spend much time torturing Gabriel. My goal was clear—I needed answers, and I needed them fast. The pack doctor waited just outside his cell, ready to provide immediate care once I was done.
As I peeled the skin from Gabriel’s abdomen, I leaned in close. His screams had finally subsided, and I waited for his next words. The scent of blood, sweat, and fear filled my nostrils, fueling my resolve.
"Tell me what you know, Gabriel," I said calmly, masking the fury that coursed through me. "You’ve got plenty of skin left. I won’t stop here."
Gabriel’s chest heaved, his skin appearing almost translucent.
"Underground bunker," he rasped, struggling through the pain, "by Dakota."
The mention of the small town, just fifteen minutes away, made Hunter’s ears perk up. This w
