Lyall
It's been a few days, Trenton and I kept torturing the rogue prisoner but he refused to confess. No werewolf had ever survived torture at the dungeons for this long and I couldn't help but marvel at the strength of this rogue and also shake my head at his stupidity.
There was simply no point in holding out for this long. He would break, we would get all the information we needed out of him and all his suffering would be for nothing.
Once again, we were at the dungeons and Trenton was beating the living s**t out of the almost lifeless prisoner to the point where I almost felt sorry for him.
“That's enough,” I barked, pressing my fingers to my aching temples. I was getting impatient. I needed answers as soon as possible and the prisoner wasn't ready to cooperate.
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