THIRD PERSON'S POV

The next time Zach woke up, he was tied to a chair, and not one muscle in his body was working.

"Welcome. I was beginning to think you wouldn't join the party on time."

"We had a deal." Zach managed to whisper. "You said I could trust you."

"I didn't say anything like that, boy. It's not my fault you're so naive."

"What do you want with me?"

"Oh. You're going to find out in a minute." Bart stood up from his chair and rounded his desk.

"There's no silver, is there?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Alpha Bart laughed as if there was anything remotely funny about the...