Chapter 69

LOGAN. “Hit him harder!” Beta Donald yelled while his men tossed me around, hitting me with silver chains designed with small nails that took a bite of my flesh with every stroke. I was bound in chains, bleeding from my fresh injuries, poison coursing through my veins in another dungeon that was completely different from the one that I was used to. The problem wasn’t with every strike across my skin; I was devoid of pain after all. My main focus was on Amy. The full moon was fast approaching in less than a day and there was still no show from Amy. It only meant one thing, something happened to her. The prison door opened and I looked up only to see the face of my arch-nemesis. “Hayes,'' I said in a tired fashion. He smiled and hell, that smile of his still gave me that mild irritation. “You like this place?” he asked. “This is Silver Rose Island dungeon. The Pack you and your rotten members destroyed.” “What did you do to Amy?” I queried, unconcerned about the other information. “