Morgan's POV
The door opened suddenly, causing me to shield my eyes from the bright light. Was this my ending? I assumed that they were going to put my life to an end. I was already so weak and disoriented from a lack of water and food. My wolf was probably long gone now, thanks to the silver chains that restricted my movements. I scowled at the unexpected guests as they entered my cell room.
"Theron? What are you doing here?" I uttered the words; my voice was barely a whisper. He crouched in front of me, not taking his eyes off me. I could not read his thoughts from his blank expression. "Morgan, this is your last chance to come forward with the truth before I would gladly end your pathetic excuse of a life." I heard him growl. My eyes widened in surprise. He was giving me a chance. T
