Blair POV
It was a restless night and I was scowling as we ate, before heading into Alpha Johnathon's office, ready to depart. The man was apprehensive and extremely cordial, while Braedon and I were cold and detached. "Spit it out Alpha Johnathon," I said tiredly, sick of the p***y footing around as he kept complimenting the two of us "and just tell us what it is you want" I growled as the man stared at me, his face pale.
Alpha Johnathon gaped at me. I had been unnecessarily rude and to an Alpha at that and yet I did not care. I hated this pack and I hated the people in it. I was making it blatantly clear. King Braedon coughed to hide his laughter. The Alpha tightened his lips and then sighed. "It's in regards to Brynn and Ashton that you've had placed in the dungeon," he said slowly,
