Chapter 34

Lsabella's pov :
Once again in this dungeon, the early morning light seemed to penetrate into the ground compared to the dimness of the last time.
Fai Moon Pack warriors opened the door to the cell where the rogue was being held.
Vincent was strapped to a rack, his entire face hidden by stray long hair, and it was impossible to see if he was awake. At this close range, the wounds on his body were deep, so it seemed that Fai Moon Pack's men had put a lot of effort into interrogating him.
I noticed a small tattoo on the inside of his arm, a pattern that resembled a hollowed-out diamond shape.
The main problem with what I said before was really that this rogue had a good air about him, he didn't seem to have that sense of defeat that comes from fearing death and having to give up a rogue's secret, and if he had nothing else that would convince me, I would assume that what he was saying now was all an act.
"Is he awake?"
Aaron gave Ezra a sign, and on command Ezra brought a bucket of ice water and poured it down on Vincent's head.
Vincent shivered, even if he was not awake just now, he must be fully awake now.
"What did you get out of the interrogation before?"
Jasper sat down grumpily in the chair he had just brought in, and Mr. Aaron was gesturing for me to sit down, which I refused to do with a shake of my head.
I went over to Vincent and looked at him, I was very curious about this rogue.
"He was so tough-talking, he wouldn't say anything, except that he had to be brought in to tell us where the moonstone was."
It was an unreasonable request, as if he hadn't figured out what the situation was.
Vincent suddenly inclined his head to look aside at me with an obscure and incomprehensible gleam in his eyes.
I wasn't intimidated at all, instead I felt at this point that his eyes looked familiar, I seemed to have seen them somewhere before.
"Do you think you still have a bargaining chip?" I sneered and stopped paying attention to his gaze: "Start the trial, Jasper."
Hearing my words, Jasper stood up from his seat immediately as if he had been waiting for me for a long time.
He took off his suit jacket and rolled the sleeves of his white shirt neatly up to his elbows, revealing a section of his strong arms.
After getting all this ready, Jasper even glanced back at me.
"Then I'll start."
I was shaken by the sudden arrival of his smile.
In the gap of this wobble, Jasper had already started his performance.
The dagger hardened with ant juice stabbed sharply into Vincent's thigh, and a suppressed howl brought me back to reality.
This ant drug is often used in the interrogation of rogues and traitors, the appropriate dose is not fatal, but can make the wound a thousand ants bite the pain, very test a person's endurance.
But when we trained as warriors, we were all stabbed with this drug, which is a necessary course to refine the will.
The training of hooligans is more extreme than that of warriors, and I do not believe that they have not been tested in this way, so the success rate of this method of Jasper is doubtful.
"We also gave him ant medicine, Mr. Jasper. But it didn't really work." Aaron couldn't help but interject.
But Jasper did not pay attention to Aaron, he pulled out the first knife and then dipped the ant medicine, and then switched legs and stabbed a second knife.
Vincent's screams were indeed weaker this time than before, and I suddenly noticed as Jasper drew his knife again that the entire dagger in his hand was covered in blood.
I took a few steps closer and only then did I notice that Jasper's lower knife wound was extremely deep and could already touch bone.
"Are you running with murder in mind? If he dies here today, we'll have to catch another rogue back."
Jasper's hands didn't stop moving, he seemed to be poking holes all over Vincent's body.
"Don't you know? This ant medicine doesn't work until it gets into your bones."
The pain into the bone, I felt a hint of coldness.
Vincent's expression had changed, he was trying his best to suppress his pain, but it made his facial features twist even more.
So effective? I glanced at Jasper again, he and Xavier are blood brothers, they look similar to each other.
At this moment Jasper's cold and brutal look could not help but let me see Xavier's shadow, could it be that when he was taking revenge on those people, he also looked like this?
Although I am an Alpha, I have not been in charge of the interrogation work, this kind of thing have Xavier for my gatekeeper. So this also has my responsibility, in order not to face such things, I pushed them all to Xavier. so whether based on emotion or based on an Alpha's responsibility, I have no position to condemn Xavier's way of doing things.
"That pretty much wraps it up." Jasper paused in satisfaction after poking several gouges into Vincent's body. I really hadn't seen this kind of interrogation before, as if it was going to be a quick day and either he'd give up something and die, or just die, I guess.
"Go ahead," Jasper said, grabbing Vincent by the hair and forcing him to open his eyes and look Jasper in the eye.
"Who sent you?"
The rogue in front of him was already in pain to the point of facial twitching, and the feeling of countless ants tearing through his bones was definitely not pleasant.
"I...I told you...I was caught after falling alone, and I wanted to stay alive, so...gave up the clue of the moonstone."
"Then you hand over the clue!"
"Must...must let me lead you!"
Jasper gave me a look, and I understood what he meant. This was the version Aaron had interrogated earlier, and either it was true, or this Vincent had the stamina to stick around.
I retreated to a chair in the corner of the room, giving Jasper plenty of room for interrogation.
Jasper's voice was icy cold and his demeanor was back to what I had been taught when we first met: "Medicate him."
The medicine was certainly not a wound treatment, or one of those ant medicines, and I tilted my head away, trying to isolate Vincent's suppressed howls from my mind.
......
"Your words aren't very convincing right now, you know? You obviously had other ways for you to escape, you could have even been a slave in the Fai Moon Pack and then earned your warfare credits and become a Fai Moon Pack clan member. But you didn't choose any of them, you chose the hardest path to take."
"I...I have a brother at home, I...have to go back early to protect him."
I stood up and after killing so much time, I finally heard a different sentence.
I couldn't let Jasper go on like this, the rogue had been injected with inhibitors many times, and although the warrior's ability to heal himself was strong, there was no need to gamble on that.
Vincent's voice was already weak, but his eyes were still bright.
It's that feeling that he's not at all like a weakling, or a loser. He had worked so hard to stay in this small room, as if to trick us into walking into the trap he had laid out long ago.
I took the handkerchief handed over by Declan and personally wiped the sweat off Jasper's forehead: "Don't be in a hurry, we have plenty of time."
I did act like I wasn't in a hurry either, dragging a chair and sitting in front of Vincent.
"You have a brother, huh? How old is he?"
"...twelve years old."
The age was wrong, but that didn't preclude him from lying.
"Twelve? That's still a kid."
I suddenly turned to Jasper again, "He's one that's not afraid to die, and it's useless to hurt him in any way. Since he doesn't know how to cry out in pain, let someone else do it for him."
"What solution did you think of?"
I smiled coldly: "Wouldn't it be better to capture his brother here? Little kids can't carry ant medicine."
Vincent's eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent.
"I thought you were the weakest person in this house, but I didn't expect you to be the most vicious one."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Aaron asked, "But how hard it is for us to find a child, and by the time we get it back, this rascal may be dead."
I walked over to Vincent and picked up the dagger I had set aside, the back of the blade seemingly scraping across the tattoo on the inside of Vincent's arm.
"I'm guessing your brother has a tattoo here too, doesn't seem to be the exact same as yours? Or am I misremembering?"
Vincent sprang forward, and if it weren't for the chains, he could have snapped my neck in one bite.
Jasper and the others stood up, and I waved my hand at them.
"It seems that I was right? So you have a soft spot after all."
I grabbed the chain around his neck and unleashed my wolf eyes: "Don't you want to tell me what you know? Otherwise, you're not the only one who will die. Even with this tattoo, our Alpha Alliance will dig your brother out even if we search the whole continent!"
Vincent's eyes stared at me with a deadly gaze, and after a long time, he finally lowered his noble head.
"I'll say."