Jason's POV.
"WHERE ARE THE REST OF THEM?"
I slammed the Rogue, that I was holding by his throat, onto the bar. Empty glasses and beer bottles broke under him with the force of his body making contact with the bar. His face was bloodied and bruised. He was the only one left standing. We had already taken care of the rest of them.
Emmerson and Shaun were standing next to the bar. Watching with anticipation as we waited for him to answer.
He whined and struggled for breath. He was trying to pry my hand away from his throat, but I wouldn't budge. I wanted answers and he was going to give them to me.
"TELL ME!" My voice thundered across the tiny, dingy bar.
This was the third bar that we had hit so far. We were still hunting the Rogues and Lycans that attacked the compound and Shaun's p
