One hundred and Fifty-Three

Seth

The two guards in charge of the hall died too quickly before I was able to get the truth out of them and I was getting desperate.

There was blood on my face, hands and tongue, but I didn't care. Someone had to pay for what happened. These people were in charge of making sure that the people in the hall were safe, including my mate. Their main priority.

They had this come to them the minute my mate was kidnapped under their very noses.

I pulled out my syringe of wolf's bane.

"For the third time soldier," I tore and incision on his knee, getting a scream out of his lips.

"How was my mate kidnapped in this very hall were you are supposed to protect?"

He shook with fear and in pain as I brought the syringe closer to the wound, waiting for his reply.

Was I a monster? Yes. We've been through this in the beginning. Keep up.

A sweat broke on his forehead as I lowered the syringe. "I-I don't know! We didn't see anyone take your mate out!"

"Wrong answer, Soldier." I snarled as I