What could Curt say besides agreeing? His life was in the hands of the man before him. And with the intense pressure on his being at the moment, he could only nod his head weakly.
Eyes were on him, with Levin and Ace securely sitting beside him and focusing on him.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Curt responded; the pressure on him slightly lessened, even though it was still there.
With the interrogation finally starting, even Arren, who came just to watch the drama, couldn't help but be more serious. Still, he was silent, obediently sitting beside Spade.
Spade, on the other hand, scrutinized the alpha that gave black intel a hard time. He admitted that he did have some skills. But all of that didn't matter now; he needed to answer if he wanted to live. His tolerance for the members of this organization had always been low, from the very start.
