Chapter 0170

Killian and his father, Benard, were dragged down the narrow steps by four strong warriors.

Silver chains bound their wrists, burning their skin with every movement. Killian’s broken leg dragged behind him, the wound from Leo’s bite still raw and slow to heal because of the silver.

The warriors shoved them into separate cells. The iron doors slammed shut with a heavy clang that echoed through the halls.

Killian pushed himself up from the damp floor and gripped the bars. “Let us out!” he shouted. “This is my pack! I am the Alpha!”

Benard, in the next cell, rattled his chains. “We demand to speak to the elders! You have no right to hold us like this!”

The guard outside said nothing. He walked away. Soon, three elders appeared; Elder Mara, Elder Tomas, and Elder Grace.

They stood in the dim light, their faces stern.

Elder Mara spoke first. “You asked to speak. Speak now.”

Killian stepped as close to the bars as the chains allowed. “Release us. Catherine is gone. She left with Leo Thor