Chapter 11. Picking Sides-2

I asked for Amanda to be placed in the infamous basement of the pack mansion, despite the fact it had once been Kurt's death chamber. I suppressed a shiver, as I pulled open the dusty door. I didn't want her body to be in my own house, near my loved ones; near Hector. I haven't been down here since Dante sneaked in to kidnap a trapped Virginia. That seems like a lifetime ago. After I became Alpha, I studiously avoided this part of the pack house. This mansion was given a deep clean, in an attempt to scrub away the final remnants of Kurt's reign. However, I asked the pack to leave this particular area, for myself to clean. I had yet to find a purpose for it and now, I have. "She's on the slab." Reese accompanies me down the rickety stairs. "I err— got rid of most of the things in here, while I was waiting for you." I'm thankful that he cleared most of the torture-related equipment that used to hang from the walls. All that was left, were a few holding cages, a dentist chair