Elizabeth’s POV
"Who is he?" I hissed at my attacker. He was restrained with silver chains, and we were now in the interrogation room.
Xavier and the guards had managed to catch my attacker the night before and have him locked up and chained in the dungeon. They had made sure he was secure; they had even placed a silver collar around his neck with spikes on the inside of the collar. Any sudden movement meant that he would feel a painful burning sensation.
They had been kind to him. I wanted to do much worse.
We had earlier managed to get his name fairly easily, I must say, thanks to Alpha Jackson’s secretary's filing system. Alpha Jackson had pulled out some archives, and his name popped up. It was as easy as one, two, three...
Mason.
Mason Grey.
The same asshole, Alpha Jackson, wan
