Atlas
I was livid when Delta Beau told me that Dalton had taken Griffin to the cells. Griffin was ever determined to find ways to piss me off. Why did I let her? I should just lay down the law and make her follow it using force if I have to. But I could not bring myself to force my mate to do anything.
The guards said nothing as I stormed into the cells and headed down the stairs skipping the elevator. I reached the interrogation room and thought about storming in to confront Griffin, but I found myself standing in front of the two-way mirror watching. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t impressed with Griffin’s ability to get information from the prisoners. The way she wielded my father’s silver knife turned me on, and I felt myself getting a little hard.
“I am done for now,”
