Garth’s POV
With Cal telling me he could smell wolfsbane, I took a deep breath, covered my face with my shirt, and held it in place against my nose.
Why wouldn’t Axel and Jaxon tell me what they had been doing down here? I questioned, as we are supposed to be united in protecting the pack. There should be no secrets between us. “Perhaps they caught a rogue while we were with the trackers. They could have held them for questioning.” Cal suggested. It sounded reasonable as I had been gone for a short while.
Given my size, rogues usually take one look at me and back away from a fight. But if there is a trapped rogue down there, they could be mindless. That would make them dangerous. I cautiously took my first step down the wooden steps into the interrogation room. Cal was going crazy because he knew there was an open source of wolfsbane down here somewhere. Any signs of trouble, and I will get out of here. Don’t worry, Cal, I’ll be careful,” I assured him.
As I neared the bottom, I kept my eyes peeled in case. Focusing on my surroundings, something on the step caused me to slip. But I quickly regained my composure and realized it was the missing butcher’s cleaver from the kitchen. I picked it up. “What the goddess is this doing down here?” I questioned. Compared to all the silver blades down here, this is useless.
I worriedly looked around the room and couldn’t help but notice the cupboards were open. I couldn’t believe Axel and Jaxon would leave the place in such a mess. They know how dangerous the stuff in those cupboards is.
Although my nose was covered, I could still smell something foul coming from inside the cell. I walked toward it to see what was rotten, only to see the rogue was in human form, which meant they weren’t mindless.
All I could see was the bare back of the person. From the size of the person in the fetal position, it could either be an older teenager or a small woman. Their skin was gray, and they had s***h marks across their back. They didn’t move as I approached the cell, which meant they were either dead or near death.
I quietly unhooked the keys from the hook and opened the cell door, not to startle the rogue inside. I pulled my shirt from my face as I needed both of my hands to open the cell door. As I got closer to the person, the stench coming from them brought tears to my eyes.
“I can’t reach her,” Cal growled in frustration after he couldn’t reach her this time. I remembered the wolfsbane. She must have too much of it in her system. That is the only poison that could kill Zola before Samantha.
“The Gamma gift, use it. I consent,” Cal shouted at me in desperation. Everyone knows that a Gamma can tap into their Luna’s emotions. But not everyone knows that a Gamma wolf can offer their Luna a share of their life force. It takes a massive toll on the Gamma Wolf as it severely weakens them. But to save their Luna, it’s a sacrifice any Gamma would make.
“She’s not marked. It may not work,” I reminded Cal.
“I don’t care, we try.” He yelled at me. We both knew that if we couldn’t get Zola back to heal Samantha. She would die. With only hope in my heart and a slim chance of this working. I pressed my forehead to Samantha’s. I listened to the clock ticking as Samantha didn’t respond. “Come on. Come on.” I pleaded, hoping we weren’t too late. “Come on, Samantha, you can’t leave me,” I whispered as I pushed our foreheads closer together. This had to work.

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