The Issue Of Peter Welch

I was awoken by the sound of dishes clattering against the concrete floor. I saw two guards making their way over to every occupied cell and pushing a metal tray with food under the silver bars.

The other guard was pushing a trolly on which all the metal plates were piled up. They soon reached my cell and bowed once they saw me. I nodded my head.

"I need you to get Callan here" I told them.

"Uhhh I don't think we can do that Luna" one of the guards said.

"Why?" I asked him, my eyebrows furrowed. What? Is he not gonna talk to me as well now? I tried the mind-link but I can feel he has blocked me out.

"The Alpha is very angry over this situation and he ordered everybody to not mention you or else he'll lock us up as well" the guard said with his head bowed.

That asshat is so freaking temperamental...I swear to the gods!