*Beta Carter POV*
DAMMIT!! How could we be so careless? Thankfully, Thomas and Scott got away with what warriors we had left. Our egos definitely got the best of us this time. I sat quietly on the cot in the cell I was in, and listened to those around me. You learn a lot by just listening when others think you are not. For example, since being here, I have learned that only 1 of my sons is close by. That son is Todd. I have also learned that our head warrior, Nathaniel, is also in a cell close by me.
As is that little wench, Lisa, who turns out to be my son, Thomas' 2nd chance mate. I find it ironic that the moon goddess would grace any of us with a second chance mate. Yet he gifted my son, the worst of them all, with one. She did also grant me a second chance, but it was before I had gone completely off the deep end. My second was alright, but she never came close to comparing to my Dru. Drucilla was my first mate, and the mother to all 6 of my kids. She was also my first love. I was never the same after she passed away. I became more and more cruel to my only daughter, and brainwashed my boys to join in on her torment. Constance joins in on the torment, but she isn't as bad as the rest of us.
"Dad, what the hell are we going to do?" I heard Todd yell. "Dad!" I stretched out on the cot and told him to shut up because I needed to think. I hope Thomas and Scott are smarter about our rescue than they were about this damned attack. Goddess knows I told them this was a bad idea, but my loyalty to Scott had me following him anyway.
Sometimes, I feel like I should retire, but I remember that the only one of my boys who even wants the Beta position is Michael, the youngest of the boys. He isn't mature enough to handle it yet, and he wants to wait until Scott's son, Adam, takes over as Alpha next year. "Mr. Carter?" I hear that little bitch whine. "Yes, Lisa? This had better be important," I told her. "It is, sir. Um, I know the twins well, and I know they are calling the Royal Council to get involved. If we aren't rescued soon, we are all going to die for our punishment," she sobbed. "How do you know that? What have you heard?" I demanded her to answer.
"One of the guards who brought me down here told me that I wouldn't be leaving the cell house alive once the Royal Council arrived." Lisa explained. I lay quiet, contemplating what our next move should be, or if we should make a move at all. "Nathaniel?" I called out. He quickly answered, letting me know he was there. "Do you know where they took my other boys and the rest?" I asked. "Yes, Beta Carter, they are in the hall closest to the main guards office." he replied. With somewhat finding comfort that the boys are too far away, I decided to try and take a nap. I needed to rest my brain and body for at least a few hours so that I could think straight. It was going to be hard with the stench of urine and feces permeating the area, and the heat of the building making it so much worse, but I needed to try.
I was finally sleeping peacefully when the sound of something hitting the cell door woke me up. I sat up to see what it was with my eyes still half closed and saw a group of people I was dreading speaking with. "Wakey Wakey daddy in law!" One of the twins bellowed in a mocking voice. I think it was Loki, because of the hair, but I wasn't certain. Rubbing my face with my hands, I groaned. Fuck my life right now. "To what do I owe the pleasure of you asshats being my wake up call?" I asked and then chuckled.
My son, Jason, came into view and said, "Good morning dad. We have come to ruin your day." The smirk on his face made me want to rip his face off. He looked just like his mother's father. Zeke never liked me and even the reminder of his face made me sick. I shook my head at their antics and told them that whatever they were going to do, get it over with. The twin's Beta, happily strutted into the cell and informed me that I was going to be shackled and taken for questioning, and that if I tried 'anything funny' he would kill me on the spot. I stuck my hands out in front of me and he grabbed my wrist, and poked me with something.
I looked down and saw that it was a syringe. "What the fuck? What did you just do?" I asked. He laughed and replied, "You didn't honestly think we would allow you any type of ability to use your wolf on us, did you? Come on David, we aren't as dumb as you look." Dammit! I guess it's time to just be silent. I was pretty much dragged out of the room by the Beta and a man I assume was the Gamma. The sound of my son and pack warriors pleading for me to help them had to fall on deaf ears this time. I didn't want them to depend on me to save their lives, they were on their own. I glared at Todd as I walked past his cell, trying to convey that he had better not snitch.
I slightly shook my head at him, and he nodded and he understood. Todd and Eric would be the last to snitch because they were as heavily involved as I was in the last attack on Melly. Michael is the one I worry about. He likes to be a part of the abuse from time to time, but he also has days that he 'feels bad' for what we have done to her. That is a sign he is weak, and to save his ass he would rat us out in a heartbeat.
I was pushed into this room that had nothing in it but a barber-style chair, a metal table, a cart with some tools for torture, and 4 desk chairs. The smell of disinfectant and bleach is overwhelming and causes my stomach to churn. "Sit your ass down, David. We have a list of questions that need answers." Loki said with a stone face. I turned to glare at him and spat on him instead. That was a mistake.