Zane’s POV
I stare at the two empty chairs, trying to comprehend what just happened. Killian reacts before my brain can catch up. Roaring, he grabs one of the empty chairs and throws it against the wall. As the bond strains in my chest.
“WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!” He screams. I turn to the guard who is staring at the cell with a blank face. He knows. That’s why he stayed. I can feel it, it was him who helped. Marching over to him, I grab him by the throat.
“He was supposed to be chained in silver. What happened?” I growl, on the verge of shifting and ripping this man’s heart out.
“Gone.” The man rasps out and I throw him across the hall. Hearing the satisfying sound of his head hitting the wall as Killian stomps up to him. He grabs the guard and begins delivering blow after blow.
