Offered to the lycan Kings

Chapter 13

As Alaric confronted the bound man, his grip tightening around the prisoner's throat, he demanded answers about the rogue group and their leader. However, the prisoner, despite the pain and pressure, showed unwavering resolve. He coughed up blood and defiantly grinned, refusing to cooperate. With determination in his eyes, he uttered, "You'll never get anything out of me. You might as well kill me now.
The atmosphere remained charged with tension, leaving the outcome uncertain. The kings were left with the challenge of breaking the prisoner's resolve to uncover the information they desperately sought from this rogue. With a fierce determination to extract information, Alaric's claws sank into the man's side, causing an immediate cry of pain to escape the prisoner's lips. The excruciating agony coursed through the captive's body, but his resolve remained unbroken. Despite the torment, he clenched his teeth and refused to divulge any details about the rogue group and their leader.
The cell echoed with the sounds of suffering, a high-stakes battle of wills unfolding as the kings persisted in their efforts to force the captive to speak. Elena occupied the distant recesses of the prison cell, her eyes locked onto the harsh interrogation underway. She couldn't avert her gaze from the ruthless scene unraveling before her. The captive's agonized wails and the unrelenting pursuit of information by the kings held her rapt attention. Every cry and every word uttered in that cell seemed to echo in the cold, damp chamber. She sat in silence, feeling like an unwitting observer of a high-stakes confrontation, With a sinister smile contorting his battered face, the man uttered, "I should've killed the bitch and left her body for you guys to find." He followed it with a spiteful act, spitting a glob of blood at the feet of the kings. His defiance in the face of agony hung heavy in the air, a final act of defiance that seemed to taunt his captors. King Draegan, his patience exhausted, swiftly retrieved a knife from his waist and ruthlessly drove it into the man's remaining eye. A guttural scream of agony escaped the prisoner's lips as darkness engulfed his world. The savage act sent shockwaves through the prison cell, and Elena watched with a mixture of horror Elena's stomach churned, and a wave of nausea swept over her as she bore witness to the gruesome act. The brutality of the king's actions had pushed her to the brink, and the sight of the man's agonizing ordeal was almost too much to bear. She fought to keep her composure, but the gruesome spectacle left her shaken and queasy. In a final act of gruesome brutality, Alaric and Draegan's patience wore thin. The defiant prisoner's smirk faded into a horrified expression as Alaric plunged his clawed hands into the man's chest, violently tearing out his heart. A gurgled scream filled the air, but it was quickly silenced as the life drained from the man's body. His lifeless form crumpled to the cold cell floor, and the kings stood over the grisly scene, their hands dripping with blood. Elena, horrified by the gruesome sight, could hardly believe what she had just witnessed. Exiting the cells, the kings ordered the guards to handle the aftermath of their brutal interrogation. Elena walked in their wake, her thoughts consumed by the gruesome scene she had just witnessed. The air was heavy with the scent of death, and the echoes of agonizing screams still hung in her ears as they left the prison chamber behind. Elena trembled with fear, her mind haunted by the gruesome scene she had just witnessed. She followed the kings with her head lowered, their hands still stained with blood, and the weight of the terrifying experience heavy upon her shoulders. In their bedroom chambers, Alaric headed straight for the bathroom to clean up, leaving Draegan sitting on a chair, his fury palpable. Elena stood by the door, quietly waiting for any orders or instructions from the kings, obedient as ever. Dreagan finally looked up and asked her did he tell you anything before we got there Elena shook her head in response to Dreagan's question, indicating that the prisoner hadn't revealed any information before their arrival. As Dreagan headed towards the bathroom, Alaric, still wrapped in a towel, watched

Elena tensely Alaric approached Elena with an intense look in his eyes, and in a low, commanding voice, he said, "Elena, you will not speak of what you saw in the cells today to anyone, do you understand?"Elena with a shaky voice and head bowed responded "Yes my king"