Edward
I stormed out of my throne room in a fury. Jackson had some explaining to do.
"Any luck?" Jackson said, without tearing his eyes from the clipboard he was writing on.
"The girl, where is she?" I could feel my tension radiating off of me.
Jackson immediately stopped what he was doing, picking up on my less than friendly tone of voice, and looked up at me.
"What girl, Edward?"
"The girl who was whipped protecting a child! Where is she?!" I was using my alpha command now
"Henry said she was being uncooperative. She wouldn't give anyone her name..." He began.
"Where is she?" I could practically taste the venom dripping off my voice.
"Last cell on the left." He spoke softly, his eyes cast to the ground the same way he did when he was in trouble with our father.
"We will d
