4. Ryker

"You think you can cross onto my lands and get away with it?" I snarled at the blood covered rogue who didn't put up a fight since I began interrogating him. We've been in this dark and cold cell for hours and yet he's done nothing to free himself from the chains that were connected to the cement wall

"You're more pathetic then I thought" I growled grabbing him by the throat and making him look at me. His eyes, a soft blue with specks of gold, glanced at me and I saw emotions fleet around his eyes as he shook in my grip. There were scars both old and new littering his body. Fresh blood drenched his once white shirt, his jeans were ripped at the knees as his hair was matted on top of his head.

"I mean no harm to you or your pack" he said as his voice cracked with each word and I scoffed while Zeb, Jeremy and Enzo laughed behind me but it was humorless laugh that had the hair on your neck standing on end, "I didn't mean to cross onto your territory"

"Just kill him already" Zeb said a