I see David flinch as if to run for her, but his feet remain rooted to the ground. Did he save his mate? Or attack his Alpha, either option was messy, but I don't care how torn he feels. Ingrid is lucky I haven't called Gabriel in for some help investigating already.
But I will.
“No, stay, David. I'm quite alright.” Ingrid's strangled voice whimpers. When she spoke, I could feel the vibrations of her vocal cords beneath my palms. Her life was quite literally in my hands, and believe me, I wanted to take it, but if I did, any answers she had, died with her, possibly faith too.
“Where is Faith?” I ask. I loosen my grip around her neck, but only enough to keep her from dying.
“Have you checked your room?” Her snarky replies make me want to snap her her neck.
I smack her into the wal
