#Chapter 175: Primal lust

The young man who’d been apprehended at the nightclub was bedraggled, pale, hungover and practically jumping out of his skin. I didn’t sit right beside him like I’d done with the soldiers. I sat across the table instead. And I didn’t touch him when he came in. I just waited quietly, keeping the man under my watchful gaze. He was twitchy and anxious, with a gray cloud of confusion hovering around him. His wide green eyes darted back and forth from me to Alexander compulsively, clearly intimidated by the both of us. Alex was a lot more forceful with this suspect than he’d been with his pack members, I suppose knowing a civilian would be easier to crack under pressure. “Your name,” Alexander commanded. “S-S-Simon. Simon Harris. They call me Zigzag, though. Wh-why am I here? What happened last night? Why—” “We are the ones asking the questions, Simon.” He went quiet. “When’s the last time you saw Lucas?” Alex asked next. “Uh, wh-who? Lucas who?” Alexander walk