'We are here, Ember, is all you have to say? These werewolves are all crazy. Damon is a bonafide psychopath who couldn't even see through the scheme.' I shakily brought my hands down, before walking towards him.
I stopped beside him. As I glanced at the cell, I scrunched my face at the stench coming from within the cell.
"Don't worry, Ember, I'll see what I can do for you," he walked closer. "Just a word of advice: if you see Alpha Damon when he comes to interrogate you, don't say anything. It is better than you trying to talk your way out." His gaze turned serious.
He moved his head to the side, indicating I should step inside the cell. I obeyed him and entered the cell, even when I had a lot of questions I wanted to ask.
He closed the cell door. My hand clamped onto the iron rod, pressing myself against the bar. "Thanks for the heads-up… can you…" I trailed off.
"Ask me anything, Ember, you don't have to be shy." He smiled warmly at me.
