Damon cleared his throat. "What about it?" He pretended to be uninterested.
Gregory rolled his eyes at his alpha's pretension. "I saw the Luna of the Silver Moon's pack," he confessed.
Damon and John's brows furrowed.
"W-what? Where?" Damon asked. His voice raised a bit because of eagerness.
Gregory's lips twitched. 'Got the prideful alpha,' said by his wolf, Earl. He cleared his throat and intertwined his fingers. "The Luna didn't really disappear. The pack is keeping her in a dungeon made of silver," he added.
The other two dropped their jaws.
"How come my father didn't know about it?" Damon was confused. His father was great at spying. How come he didn't learn about it when the Luna was just in the pack?
"The dungeon is hidden in a barn," Gregory answered shortly after taking a sip of his wine.
"Then how did you find out about it? Did you enter their territory?" John couldn't help but involve himself in asking.