CHAPTER 29 Left Behind

　　Thomas's POV

　　I look at the rogue that is kneeling at my feet. His laughter only serves to make my anger grow stronger. My wolf is pacing back and forth in my mind, begging me to let him kill him. I have to push him to the back of my mind. As much as I want to snap this asshole's neck right now I realize that we may need him for information later on down the road.

　　"What do I do with him?" Dylan asks, not even bothering to use the mind link.

　　"Take him to the dungeons with the others," I command Dylan.

　　Dylan cocks an eyebrow at me before he begins to speak. "Are you sure he is useful? He doesn't seem to be all there if you know what I mean."

　　"Maybe a few hours of torture will bring him back to reality," I sneer as I walk away.

　　The lawn of the Great Hall is littered with bodies. Most of them belong to the rogue forces. I am astonished at the number of rogues that were here. This wasn't some random rogue attack. Their forces were too great and it was orchestrated perfectly.