15

Liam sat in the damp, dark dungeon, his back against the rough stone wall. He had been thrown into this place for days, with barely enough food or water to survive.

He was weak and his body ached from the hard stone floor that was his bed and the chains around his neck and cuffs. He knew that Uther was angry with him, but he had not expected to be left in the dungeons for so long, considering his reputation and power.

Days passed and Liam lost track of time. He was alone in the dark with only his thoughts to keep him company. He wondered if anyone was looking for him, if his friends were safe. He tried to keep his spirits up, but it was difficult in the dark and oppressive atmosphere of the dungeons.

Then on one of those days, he heard footsteps approaching. He looked up to see Alpha Uther standing before him with a sinister grin on his face.

"Welcome back to the land of the living, Liam," Uther said, his voice echoing in the small cell. "I have something special planned for you today