WARNING: SLIGHT TORTURE AHEAD.
Rafael was fuming mad. He kept clenching and unclenching his fist. He wanted to rip someone to pieces. Rafael couldn't believe he was going crazy between Grace and Veronica.
"Alpha, we already brought him to the room that you said," Morgan said. Rafael heaved a sigh. For now, he has to focus on the warlock they caught.
"Alright," he answered and followed his beta. Gideon cursed the guards around him. He was cuffed on the chair with restrictions on.
"Fvcking mutt," Gideon sneered as Rafael entered the room. He smiled at Gideon and forcefully grabbed his head.
"Hello to you too, warlock," Rafael said. He extended his hand and Morgan gave him a pair of black gloves. He put in on his hands and took the spiked bat on the table.
"Who ordered you to kill me?"
