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19⁓ You Just Bought Yourself Another Sunrise

Author: LovLeen Rae
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-19 00:38:32

Kael’s Point Of View

‘Riven. Where are they?’

His response came instantly, fury simmering under every word. ‘Dark dungeon. They’re waiting.’

Good.

I was already moving, door slamming behind me, fists clenching as I stalked toward the stairs. It was time to remind every last bastard in my territory what happened when someone laid a hand on what was mine.

**********

The stone steps groaned beneath my boots as I descended into the underbelly of the pack’s old stronghold, down into the dungeon carved before my reign, but sharpened under it. Torches lined the walls, sputtering like dying lungs, casting trembling shadows over blood-stained bricks and rusted iron.

The stench hit first. Thick. Putrid. Sweat, piss, blood, and the sour tang of fear.

It was beautiful.

Riven stood waiting at the bottom, arms folded, one boot braced casually against the wall like this was nothing more than morning tea. His eyes flicked to mine, hard, sharp. Ready. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. I nodded once.
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