CHAPTER 9: HE HAS A SON?

I was woken up by a hard slap on my right cheek that I opened my eyes without warning of the sudden assault of sunlight on my face.

I could taste the blood on my mouth as my head started spinning.

A hard reality dawned on me that I was still with the huge and broad wolves who wanted to assault me and I jolted awake looking around the place.

This place was like a cell. I wandered my eyes around the area and then that was when I realised I wasn't in a cell but in a dungeon.

They had succeeded in bringing me in their pack, I wasn't wrong. I wasn't sure though where exactly I was but I was sure that this place was a dungeon with the iron smell of blood in the air and with the shackles on the other side of the room and the rotten broken bones on the floor.

Thanks to the goddess, I wasn't shackled. That was a relief to me.

I tried to lift my head to see who was that who had slapped me this hard but I flinched and dropped my head on the dirty floor.

I was in pain and my head was throbbing. T