Kael's eyes met hers, and for the first time, she saw something beneath his cold exterior. Fear. Not of death or punishment. Fear of what would happen if he revealed the truth.
"I've said everything I will say," he stated flatly.
Thessian moved then, crossing the space between them in two powerful strides. His hand closed around Kael's throat with controlled force, not enough to kill but enough to communicate absolute dominance.
"You will tell me everything," Thessian snarled, his voice vibrating with barely restrained violence. "You murdered my mate. You destroyed my pack. You will give me names."
Kael's face remained impassive despite the pressure on his throat. "Do what you must, Alpha. I won't betray my cause again."
"Your cause?" Thessian's grip tightened. "You killed fifty-three members of your pack."
