Marcello's POVThe night felt endless. My wolf would not calm down, no matter how hard I tried to control him. He kept pacing inside me, growling one moment and whining the next. One second, he wanted to tear everything apart, and the next, he wanted to run back to our room and hold Ludovica until the pain disappeared. But every time I closed my eyes, I saw those pictures again, and I heard the guard's words in my head. I could not escape them, no matter how hard I tried.Manfredi walked beside me in silence as we made our way down to the dungeons beneath the palace. The deeper we went, the colder the air became, and the smell of damp stone mixed with the smell of blood. Torches burned along the walls, their weak flames moving whenever the cold air passed through the narrow hallway. I could already hear someone breathing heavily ahead of us, and with every step, my anger grew stronger.The guard was chained to the wall when we entered. His face was swollen, his lips were split, and br
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