Interrogation

Doyle:

"It's about time you made the decision to bless us with your presence," James snorts, gazing at the detainee before him.

While his toes barely touch the ground, the Rogue is chained to the ceiling by his wrist.

I chew on my lips' insides. I needed to ensure that my mate was protected before I showed myself. That, I'm sure, is understandable.

Eric, I can hear laughter coming from that scumbag. Is Stella your partner? I knew she would cause us problems. She can't do anything right."

I fix my clench hands until my knuckles become white. Before I make him, that fool ought to put an end to his trap. In an effort to quell my rage, I deepen my breathing.

Ares snarls as I feel him that he needs to be in order. " I need to go! I want to tear that piece of crap to shreds.

This is the first time I've had trouble controlling him.

I warned Renard that sending the white wolf here was a bad idea. He let me that he knew know he doing. She should have been eliminated long ago. He continues to add.

Mother scumbag!

I go directly at him, handling a strong punch squarely in Eric's guts.

Eric lets out a gasp as he struggles to breathe.

That will silence him.

Malik is watching the show in front of him by leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Are you finished? James inquires. Can we resume business as usual?"

I give the Rogue a glare.

Eric smiles at me and raises his head.

I'm prepared to fight him once more, but this time I'll do more than just punch him.

As he places both of his hands on my shoulders, Malik halts me.

I focus on him. Move!" I scream at him.

He gives a head shake. Don't give in to his demands. He deliberately does this so he doesn't have to answer our questions. Before you mentioned that Stella is your mate, he hadn't said a word."

Ares murmurs, "I hate to say this, but the Delta is right," in my head.

I need to clear my head so that Eric can't get in my head and talk about my partner. so that I won't lose my crap.

How are we going to carry this out, then? Eric asks in a mocking way, " You won't ask me questions until I give you some...

As James slices through his shoulder blade with a knife, he is unable to finish his sentence.

James takes the knife from Eric and says, "Be grateful that this isn't made of silver, or your wolf would have a hard time healing your wound." You will talk just when you have consent."

The Rogue attempts to laugh once more. Because you are an Alpha, you must believe that you are all-powerful. When your first spouse passed away, where were you?

James' eyes gleamed yellow as Logan spreads the word. He extends his claws and pierces Eric's stomach with them.

James's claws are feeling deep within Eric, and he is in pain. James's rage is out of control, Logan. When he mentioned Every's death, Eric went too far. James will kill the Rogue before we can find the answers we seek at this rate.

Malik and I collaborate to keep James and Eric apart.

"James emerges from this. We require responses. Malik tells him while we both keep him away from the hostage.

Don't fall for his trap and fool yourself. That is what he desires. I move on.

"Get rid of me!" Through his teeth, James hisses.

"Consider Luna Aurora and your unborn little guy. You might be sulking them in harm's way on the off chance that we don't stop the Mavericks in time. Nothing they need to know is still unknown to us." In a very low voice, I whisper. ensuring that Eric is unable to hear me.

Apologies, Alpha. I don't mean to tell you what to do, but I think you and I should leave and let me handle the situation. Malik recommends.

"What?" James explodes.

"He's right, and you know it." I get involved. Malik is the superior of the three of us to question the prisoner. Eric cannot use the Delta to play with his feelings.

Eric looks at us all with a grin. So, how will we accomplish this? He confidently asks once more.

Ares adds, "The bastard thinks he won this round."

James clenches his teeth. Fine!"

I can tell that James is unhappy with the outcome as we both exit the building. The mention of our friends caused us both to lose our tempers.

When I heard that someone had a claim on our friends, it didn't help. To claim our friends, we might want to mate with them. After that, no one would be able to claim them. Ares informs me.

"You are aware that it does not work this way." I shake my head. " If they aren't ready, we can't breed them."

Stella is safe, you said. While you were here, did you hire someone to watch your house? Ares and I are interrupted by James.

"That can be said,"

As we both hear the Rogue scream in pain, we turn to face the building.

"I put Beth under surveillance."

James laughs. Allow me to get this straight. You put Beth to look after Stella. Are you aware of what you did?

Shaking my head, I frown.

"The one who brought Stella here is the brother of the same werewolf who held Beth hostage when she was just a human." I'm sure you can see how ironic that is.

In anger, I mess with my hair. Fuck!"

False indeed. Ares concurs.

James laughs and taps my shoulder. My friend, you are in an odd situation. I hope Beth won't blame your partner if she learns the truth for you.

Malik enters as the door opens. He uses a dry cloth to remove the blood from his hands.

"Might it be said that you were effective?" James has doubts.

"At first, no. To get him to chant, all I had to do was find the right tone. Now that he has spoken everything out. He knows he will never be able to return to his people. If they don't, they will kill him.

"Excellent. We are going to my office to determine the best course of action.

Malik notices that I am not following them and turns to look at me. Are you not coming?

"Nope." James responds rather than I do. In his home, he has an additional obligation.

Ares feigns exacerbation. " I'm glad he finds our circumstance amusing.

I am praying to the Moon Goddess as I make my way back to my house that everything will be okay.