ATLAS
Think?
I'd done all that days before, and right now, I couldn't possibly think of anything else other than to drive this dagger in my hand straight into Alpha Igor's heart—watching him die slowly as he confessed to taking Aria.
But…I tossed the dagger onto the table. I stared at Alpha Igor intently, realizing how my plans had failed. It was just like Elias had feared. Igor would never tell the truth about taking Aria, not when he wanted her to suffer for causing the death of his daughter.
Now, I had to go with my plan B—to take the damn war to his pack house. It wasn't the best idea, but hell, if it would bring me closer to Aria, I was going to do it.
Puffing out a breath, I turned around. "Take him back to the prison," I grunted, pointing to the prisoner.
"We are not done speaking yet!" Alpha Igor growled.
I halted near the door, feeling Alpha Igor's presence behind me. I pivoted on my heels, my eyes locking on his burning ones.
