Third POV
Zyran delivered a powerful punch to the stomach of the man who was suspended from the ceiling, causing him to cough up blood.
"You better start talking, or I will skin you alive," Zyran threatened. The last twenty-four hours had been the most terrifying of his life, not just for him but also for his brothers, and they all understood the reason behind their fear.
It was because of her; she instilled fear in them. They were worried for her safety and were determined to find her and bring her back home.
The man they were interrogating was a wolf, a follower of the dark goddess, and a rogue.
"You better speak up, you animal," Zyran bellowed again, landing another blow to the man's face, shattering his skull and blinding him in one eye, yet the man still clung to consciousness.
"He won't break, this damn fool," Vlad growled from the corner of the room.
