The interrogation

Lucy

“No, you must be mistaken.” I stood against the protest of my body. I was really weak. And the trembling state of my body could not be helped. I was at loss for words.

“I’m not lying. It’s him.” The doctor insisted. He turned as much as his tied body would allow him to see if Armando still wanted to chop off his ears.

“I knew that bastard was never up to any good.” Armando spoke with venom, as he slowly stepped away from the doctor a bit.

“B-but w-why? Why would he do that?” My gaze met Armando’s. Then to the doctor. “Tell me why.”

“He didn’t tell me.” He was still in fear and apprehension but he was still trying to keep it under control.

“You expect me to believe you have no idea why the Alpha would ask you to slowly wipe my memory?” My hands were fisted by my side.

“I didn’t want to do it at first because it was dangerous. Inducing amnesia with the use of drugs lead to mental issues. I told him about it but he insisted. Threatened me even. I had to do it to save my family and m