Third POV
“Where is she? Where the fuck did you take Hazel?” Levi snarled, pressing his foot harder against the rogue’s head.
The man beneath him whimpered, face crushed against the forest floor.
Around them, the other rogues lay incapacitated, some unconscious, others groaning in pain. Lucas stood nearby, his knuckles bloodied from the fight. Callum and Percival were securing the area, making sure no one escaped to warn others.
Kendra remained hidden in the car as Callum had instructed, safely away from the fight.
Thankfully, things were solved quickly enough. No one had to shift and the rogues didn’t even get the chance to.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the rogue wheezed out.
Levi increased the pressure on the man’s skull. “Stop playing stupid. We know this is one of the places they brought her. People saw you here. Talk!”
“We weren’t the ones that brought people here!”
Levi clenched his teeth, growling.
