"What do you want?" Victoria sounded panicked and nervous. Even without a clear light, the tone of her voice made it clear that she didn't want anyone to know she was there.

I stared at her sharply. "What are you doing here, Beta? A place like this isn't meant for royal wolves like you."

Beta Victoria looked between me and Michael. "Please, let me go, Michael. When you were little, I taught you many things. Please, spare my life. I don't want to be handed over to the Legion."

Hearing this, Michael and I exchanged glances.

"What exactly are you doing here, Beta?" Michael asked.

"My grandson... he ran away...