SPILL THE BEANS

Kayson's POV

I watched as the prisoner was tortured, his screams echoing off the cold stone walls of the dungeon. I had to know the truth, no matter how brutal the method. Ronan and Ryder stood beside me, their faces grim and unyielding.

The prisoner proved stubborn, refusing to crack even as his body was broken. But eventually, he couldn't take it anymore. With a sob, he spilled the truth.

"It was the Rogue pack," he gasped, his eyes pleading for mercy. "They orchestrated it all. I was just paid...paid to do their dirty work."

My mind raced with questions, but before I could ask any of them, the prisoner dropped a bombshell.

"Luciana," he whispered, his eyes darting to me with fear. "She paid me."

My world stopped. Luciana, my childhood friend, my confidant. The one person I had trusted above all others. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me.

I tried to process the information, but my mind was reeling. Why would Luciana do this? Ws it because...?? No..