Alpha Farrell's POV

I took in my surrounding, hating the dirty condition of the cell. Yes I threw her in here but Archer could have at least ensured they cleaned the place up before locking my mate... before locking her up in here. 

Thinking back on the conversation Archer tried to have with me I brought my eyes to Star. Her eyes filled with fear as she avoided holding my gaze. Not that I wanted her too. I was still upset about the broken portrait but I was willing to give reason to Archer's word. I had promised him after all. 

I glanced over at her before speaking. "Are you...