Twenty Eight

THE PLOY

Alpha Devon's POV

The news that the prisoner has escaped from the den with crisscross iron flanneled gate sounds like a joke to me.

It isn't possible for her to escape that prison without the help or the stupidity of someone. My eyes are filled with fury at the mere thought of this slipping opportunity because with every minute that passes, i lose the chance to get her

"How the hell did one lady escape from the den!? How could you all be so careless about a lady?" I stomp up and down the hearth. It makes no sense to me how someone could outsmart twenty men.

"We came to pay our obeisance to you but we made the mistake of leaving just one person in the den. She manoeuvred her way out of the den and locked him up inside" onr of them spoke up.

"Bloody hell! How could you leave an amateur to guard such a wild girl? Did her first instance not teach you anything? Now that she is gone what are you going to do about it! Answer me! I need answers!" I bellow.

"We are sorry my lord. We