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No light, no matter how brilliant, could breach the depths of sorrow that had burdened her heart and soul. Frail and broken, she lay beneath the silk sheets. Her puffy eyes fluttered open, only to be blinded by the streaming rays of light. Blinking in confusion, Emma wearily rested her head back on the pillow for a few seconds allowing her blurry vision to slowly adjust to the dazzling morning light. With her cheek still gently pressed against the silk pillow, she looked around dumbfounded. The dark walls exuded an air of mystery, magnificent chandeliers dangled gracefully, while a huge window framed the breathtaking view of the luscious garden. Her features tensed as she took in the exquisi

I snapped out of my daze and headed to the bathroom to freshen up and change. In the bathroom, I looked at myself. I looked so horrible and he kissed me. He seemed so gorgeous. King Alpha shouted to let me know that the food had been delivered. We will have dinner first, and then we will go to the dungeon. I changed and walked to my room to eat dinner. Dinner was delicious. Alpha King said, "Let's go." Our first stop was his pack house, and then we headed to the dungeon. It was dark here and there were very few lights. Alpha King squeezed my arms and held my hands. I thought he was nervous about something and I asked, "What happened?"

"Well? Everyone else introduced themselves. Why didn't you? Got something to hide?" I tapped my forehead lightly. "Oh, shoot. You're right. I got so worried that everyone might be thirsty that I totally forgot my turn. Anyway, my name's Cheryl Hewitt. I'm just your average office worker." The five of them traded confused looks, then hurriedly asked, "Have you ever joined a horror dungeon before?" I shook my head. "Nope." Verda immediately snapped, "This is a triple S-rank dungeon! How did you get here with zero experience?"

I started, then caught myself, "I'll explain later." I exhaled once, softer. Her eyes narrowed. "If you say so..." she said as she returned to her plate. I watched Rowan retreating back, while Nero purred with pleased approval. I finally had enough mental function to grab a plate of my own and loaded it with some sausage, bacon, eggs, and a few slices of toast. I brought up one slice to my lips and nibbled lightly. For one small second. One fragile, dangerous moment, the dining hall felt like something it hadn't felt like in years... A home. END OF CHAPTER 6.

She was trying to unlock the page itself. “Julian, give me your hand!” she cried. “The Key needs a Soul to turn!” Julian didn’t hesitate. He grabbed her hand. His blue light merged with the fiery red of the key. An explosion of purple light blasted them both backwards. The white page didn’t break—it changed. Darkness still surrounded them, but thousands of glowing text lines filled the air, forming a huge spiderweb of sentences. “It’s the Table of Contents,” Julian whispered, wide-eyed. He reached out to touch a line: Chapter 12: The Hospital Garden. As his finger brushed it, a fresh flower scent drifted by.

“I think we can handle it. I never felt particularly…burdened.” “Will you just trust me on this one?” he asks. "Hallowed Moon shunned you, but if you actually absorbed that entire pack's spirit, you'd be dead." The entrance to the dungeon rises up from the ground. Just a small little brick structure with a single door. Surrounded by the broken forest and wet rainbows, it gives the impression that it’s a door to some magical world. It’s considerably colder inside the dungeon than it is outside and I break out in goosebumps. Without a word, Jericho shrugs out of his jumper and folds it over my shoulders. I gratefully fold the warm garment around myself and inhale his scent.

Chapter 10 Michelle’s POV The dungeon stank of piss and silver. The smell was thick. It coated my tongue. Metal and rot, burned into the stone. My back was on fire. Fifty lashes. Laced. Wounds that wouldn’t close. I hadn’t eaten in two days. Water was like gold and I didn’t have a single coin. My throat was sandpaper. Every swallow hurt. Every breath dragged the silver deeper. The door banged open. The sound hit like thunder. I couldn’t stop the flinch.

DON'T WORRY, BRO. I CAN SMELL MY PIZZA FROM ALL THE WAY HERE. Will_the_devil I DON'T THINK GOOGLE HAS A MAP FOR THIS PALACE. LISTEN TO ME Cereal_killer BYE, SEE YA, WILLY. IT WAS NICE TALKING TO YOU. NOT. Will_the_devil ... (ten minutes later) Cereal_killer I think I have reached a place called "dungeons" Seriously, you guys are so rich and stuff, but, you can't get this place cleaned? I can smell dead rats here. -_-

Its shape resembled a gaping mouth, black stone teeth dripping with glowing ichor. The whispers became laughter. Kael swallowed hard, chains scraping against the inside of his soul. He realized this was worse than hunger. Hunger gnawed at the body. But this… this labyrinth sought to feed on something deeper. It would devour their selves. ☠️ End of Chapter 15