Alpha Zayne Steele

Back at the Airport

In the room, they kept Alpha Zayne and Delta Rafael. It was a small square white box. The air conditioning unit was humming almost silently, and it was freezing. But it was clean, and the white lights above shone brightly.

"You are awfully quiet. Do you have a plan to get us out of here?" Rafael's handcuffed hands behind his back, he sat on one of the three chairs in the room. There was also a table.

He had been quietly observing his Alpha, who seemed distant at a time like this. And it was time they got moving.

Zayne was groggy and...