The rogue snarled, sitting back down, glaring st Caspian. The rogue in the middle looked up at him expectantly. Caspian glared down at him, meeting his gaze, "What does Quincy want?" He asks. The rogue shrugs, sticking his tongue out like a child. Caspian growls softly, annoyed.

Lucia let's out an annoyed sigh.

Zeke eyed them, before guiding his mind to think like how a rogue would. Considering he was a thief during his childhood, it wasnt hard.

He rolls his eyes, shifting. "So be it." A guard tosses him the keys to the cells, he catches them, walking into the last rogues cell and slamming it behind him. He unlocks the silver cuffs and tosses them aside, ignoring the burn once he touched them. He glares down at the rogue who smirks up at him and shifts into his wolf. Caspian immediately grabs hold of the wolf's throat, lifting him in the air and watching the wolf struggle. The rogues jump up, furious as they watch their fellow rogues life drain from its eyes. The one in the far left speaks as soon as the rogues body goes limp. "ALRIGHT! Let him go!" He snaps. Caspian drops the body, the wolf chokes, barely able to breath as he shifts back, his neck bruised and bleeding.

Zeke opened his eyes and froze, shocked. *woah.*

She looks over at the one on the far left.

He leaves the cell, slamming it shut and shifting back, he tosses the keys back to the guard. "Talk." He snaps, glaring at the rogue. The rogue in the middle was reaching for his fellow rogue, who was still catching his breath. He was whispering soft words of encouragement, clearly the side he only showed to his fellow rogues. The rogue Caspian was staring at was constantly glancing over, his eyes showing his worry. "I said talk, or hes dead." He threatens, which catches his attention. He nods quickly, "He wants her." He nods to Lucia, "He's willing to do whatever to get her." He says quickly, "Sent us to get her, we didnt think youd be back to the castle so soon." He mutters.

" why? " she asked.

The rogue frowns, looking over at his fellow rogues, "He keeps going on about mates and how you two were destined to be together... or something like that." He shrugs.

She muttered something under her breath.