Chapter 34

Bria

“What do you want to do with him, Alpha?” Griffin tips his head back toward the cell holding the fingerless rogue.

“Keep him alive but restrained. He’s been the only one willing to talk.” I point over to the other two mangy mutts in the cell, “Those two can be executed for trespassing and malicious intentions to hunt and harm she-wolves.”

The walking garbage cans snarl the best they can at me without their tongues while thrashing around in the chairs they are restrained to.

I sigh as I step over in front of them, bending down with my hands on my knees. “Oh, are you all tongue-tied now that I have to leave? Did you want to hug me goodbye? How sweet of you shit cans.”

Looks of pain flicker across their eyes from what I’m sure is the silver chains burning their skin. One of their faces twists into a scowl as he puckers his lips and spits on my face.

“Cute,” I say, closing my eyes as I slide a hand over my face and wipe it off across the top of my tactical leggings. “Too bad t