ALPHA DEMETRIUS POV
Upon arrival at my home office, I slammed Rowen against the wall, steadying him with an arm under his throat, and snatched away the sword from his hand.
The boy was panic-stricken at my unexpected motion, he became paralyzed instantly. His mouth slackened and his eyes widened. I could hear the erratic throbbing of his pulse.
"What did you truly do with the sword?" The salty taste of fear was like a fiery tang on my tongue as I pressed for an answer in my Alpha voice.
"I–I.." He stammered, testing my tolerance.
"TALK NOW," I grumbled and terror washed over him at my confrontational glare that enkindled an ardent glow in my eyes. I heard his bones rattle and he sucked in oxygen that he held, unable to release.
Good.
"I wanted to kill them," he spoke up rapidly
