Logan's POV I was halfway through my meal in the study when a knock on the door interrupted me. I barely glanced up as one of my guards stepped inside."Alpha," he began, "the slave requests an audience with you."I set down my fork, a smirk playing on my lips. So, the dungeons had finally broken Erinne. I had been waiting for this moment, knowing it was only a matter of time. "Bring her in," I ordered, leaning back in my chair.It didn’t take long before Erinne was led into the room. As soon as she stepped through the door, I took in her appearance. She looked like someone who had spent three years in the dungeons instead of two days— not too unkempt, but certainly worn. Her white-blonde hair, which once gleamed under the sun, now hung limply around her pale face. Dark circles marred the skin beneath her pale gray eyes, and her complexion seemed even more drained than usual, almost as if the life had been sapped out of her.Her small frame seemed even more fragile now, her posture
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