Both of Masen’s hands have white knuckles from him clenching his fists. I lay my hands over his and bring them down under the table to my lap before slowly prying his fingers open. I use both of my thumbs to massage his palms while his breathing evens out. No one speaks, giving him time to relax before chancing it. “Luna, if I may?” I hear Michael say from behind me. I look up at his stern face.

Oh no, should I have not been talking? Is there a protocol in this kind of situation? “Oh, of course Michael, I’m sorry.”

“No Luna, you’re doing just fine. I just have a couple questions.” His kind voice speaks as he turns back to the men. “How many does he have in this farce of a pack?”

Jeff’s change in demeanor is obvious. “Including us, but we don’t want to be with him anymore,” Jeff floods out, “it’s thirteen males and five females. William and three of the males, including his Beta, are the ones who defiled your house.”

“What else did you overhear last night?” Masen’s voice is grim. One wrong word is all that stands between them and leaving this room alive. He’s trying to block his emotions from me, but with the overwhelming need for penance, it’s impossible. He wants someone to suffer, and this William is at the top of the list.

“I’m afraid to say,” Rob implores me with his eyes.

“Tell me, or I will rip your canines out with my bare hands!” Masen barks. Sensing the violence, Michael steps forward. I smell the pungent odor of urine. I move over and place myself in Masen’s lap before he springs on the weakness one of these men just showed.

Cupping his jaw, I bring his head down to mine. He scents my neck, and his chest rumbles in satisfaction.

“Go on,” Michael ushers.

“I don’t want to die, please. He’ll kill me if I repeat what was said. We left today with the intention of finding this pack. We just had to find a way without raising suspicions. I knew after last night something was wrong.”

He seems honest, I hope for his sake he is. “I will try to keep him calm. He knows we need this information, so let’s get this over with. Don’t leave anything out. I don’t want to do this again,” I say, fortifying myself to hear some deplorable shit.

Rob licks his dry lips, his eyes are the size of saucers as he stares at me like I’m his lifeline. “I was out back behind the barn of the house we’ve been staying at.”

“Where’s that?” Michael interrupts.

“Just outside of Marshall. It’s about thirty acres. There’s one main house and four smaller cottages. The barn’s not far from the main house. That’s where William and his three goons stay. He keeps all the females in the closest house,” he clears his throat, “I was meeting Amy for you know... ah anyway. When I left the barn, I heard Phillip, that’s his Beta, laughing about spreading seed” —he cringes— “At first, I thought he was talking about farming the land. Then he said he couldn’t wait to find the bitch that smells like heaven.” Masen’s body stiffens under me. “He said when William was done with her he’d let them all take turns on her, just like they’d done in her bedroom.”