Chapter Six - Dangers Of An Heir

Daciana's P.O.V

It was my third day in the dungeon and I hadn't been allowed the warmth of sunshine. I was locked up in a cold dark room with nothing but a candle light to keep the monsters at bay, and the company of rodents to keep me sane.

Everyday, for the past three days, a guard would occasionally walk down to the dungeons to ascertain that I was still bound by my chains. After he left an elderly woman would come down with a tray of food to satisfy my hunger.

Her name was Elena. She was short and had hips that could barely ease her passing through the door. I was never able to get a good look at her face due to the dungeons' poor lighting, so all I knew about her was that she was a mother of two strong boys whom she said were the Alpha's most trusted guards.

Each day she came down, I would ask her what the Alpha wished to do with me, and why he hadn't come down to question me like.he said he would, and each day I asked her, she would say. “Milton will come.”

Today, I had no reason