*TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE!*
One hour had gone by since I left my office. Though I had asked for discretion on the matter, all of my ranked members knew about my plan. They were currently working on locking our prisoner in a cell, making sure everything was well prepared to receive him once he woke up. Judging by the amount of poison Aaron injected him with, I suspected he’d be out until sunrise. So, I went back to the room I shared with Fintan to get some rest.
But anxiety kept me awake. My team and I agreed it would be best to squeeze the traitor for information before we ultimately disposed of him. I had never tortured anyone before, but that hardly bothered me; Alphas were naturals at imposing respect and getting what we want. What concerned me was how i
