Picture on the side is of Matt Lanter, who I decided to pick as Blake. Matt Lanter is one of my favorites, and I really love him as my Blake. BUT, if you disagree with me, you can just keep imagining your own Blake:D I'm cool with that too.
Eric was beside me, as we approached the house where the underground prison was at. It was a lot like the prison Alpha Jackson had. Both of them held the same appearance.
I knew inside, there would be a door that led to the underground cells. It was easier to keep the Wolves captive down below, where they had to pass several barriers in case they tried to escape.
“Are you sure you want to be here? Blake’s mate isn’t going to be the only one underground. There will be other prisoners,” Eric said, looking unsure about letting me enter.
There were five guys outside of the house.
I nodded my head at him, and continued on my way.
“Luna,” several guys said, as they bowed their heads to me. I smiled at them as best as I could.
Eric opened the door to the house, and once again turned to face me.
“I’m sure,” I told him, and passed him as I made my way inside.
It took us longer to reach the part of the cells. Only once had I visited the cells that Alpha Jackson had. Dylan’s underground prison was a lot bigger than the one from my former pack.
We had been walking through a dim corridor, but I saw a huge metal door ahead of us.
“The cells are across that door,” Eric said.
I stopped where I was, now feeling unsure about going inside.
“Jace told me that they have the other three Rogues in a solitary room. Blake’s mate is in a regular barred cell. He didn’t want her out of his sight,” Eric explained.
“Can you call him?” I asked him, my voice sounding weak.
I was starting to feel nervous, and my stomach was doing somersaults inside of me. I didn’t want to walk inside, and see Blake looking at his mate, while I couldn’t do anything to help him.
“You want to talk to him out here?” Eric asked.
“Can I? I just, I don’t think I can go inside,” I told him.
He looked almost relieved by my words.
“I think this is better. You shouldn’t be in there with all those Rogues.” When Eric said that, I felt worse. I’d been a Rogue once as well.
“Come on, there’s empty room over here,” Eric told me, and started walking me to another section of the underground area.
Dylan’s prison was definitely a lot bigger than the one Alpha Jackson had.
“Where is she?” I heard Blake’s voice down the hall.
I’d been in one of the room’s where Eric had pointed me through. I was assuming it was a waiting room for the members of the pack who had to watch over the place. There was a couch, a TV, a fridge, and other things you would usually find in a lounge area.
“She’s in there,” Eric said.