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When I entered, three maids were present and they all paused what they were doing to greet me. “Good morning high Luna,” they greeted. “Morning girls. What are your names and what are you girls doing?” I asked them as I stepped into the kitchen. “My name is Valerie, Queen of Queens, and I’m about to take food to the pregnant prisoner in the dungeon one of the girls replied meekly. “In that case, you may leave,” I dismissed her. She gave a bow and left the kitchen with her food tray. I turned to face another one of the girls.

The plants around the Darkmoon pack are poisonous. I’m still in the middle of my decision making when I hear footsteps and a familiar scent fills the place. Delilah enters, holding an empty glass in her hand. She has taken her makeup and clothes off, now dressed in only sweats and a tank top, they look nice on her. She notices me, standing clueless in the middle of the large spotless kitchen. Her eyes go from me to the things laid out on the counter and she raises a brow.

If not dying, maybe suffering enough to wish for death. The plants around the Darkmoon pack are poisonous. I’m still in the middle of my decision making when I hear footsteps and a familiar scent fills the place. Delilah enters, holding an empty glass in her hand. She has taken her makeup and clothes off, now dressed in only sweats and a tank top. Even that looks nice on her. She is the type of person that will make a sack look nice, She notices me, standing clueless in the middle of the large spotless kitchen. Her eyes go from me to the things laid out on the counter and she raises a brow.

I was curious about the girl that was my mate, but more then anything I wanted to find the way home. “So, Osiris.” Lucas said, pulling my attention to him. “What exactly are you? As my mate said, you don’t smell human, and you definitely don’t smell like a wolf.” “I’m a vampire-witch hybrid. Surely you’ve heard of my father, Rhazian.” “Ok, now I know he’s hit his head.” Selene snorted. “He thinks he’s something out of the human’s fantasy books.” “Have Rory check him over in the clinic. Once she’s checked him out we can start getting down to the bottom of this.”

Her finger even touched the protruding part. Alex could clearly sense that the woman had goosebumps around her neck. Her goosebumps had immediately appeared. Alex looked at Luna with a shocked and curious expression. ‘Could this person actually be interested in women too? From the looks of her hand movements, she seems to be well-trained!’ “I’ll talk!” “I… I came to Hygieia Valley to steal… the access tokens,” the woman said. Alex and Luna looked at each other. “What access tokens?” “Access tokens to Spiritual Valley Dungeon,” the woman replied.

"Dana, go with her. I will secure the upper levels." Dana fell into step beside me as we descended the stairs. The air grew colder, damper. The smell of rot and waste grew stronger. The place became darker as we went deeper, Dana lit the torches as we went. The torches flickered on the walls, casting long shadows that danced like living things. The dungeon was beneath the ruin. Cells on either side, their doors rusted, their locks broken. Most were empty. The last one was not. A figure huddled in the corner. Thin. Gaunt. Her golden hair was matted, her gown torn, her bare feet black with dirt. She did not look up when I approached. She was shaking, whether from cold or hunger or fear, I coul

The cobblestone steps leading down to the dungeon were covered in blood. “Fuck! These fuckers are sick in their heads” Adam growled behind me, but I continued walking inside the dungeon. When the light was turned on, I discovered that the dungeon was full of all kinds of bodies. Most of them I recognised as the soldiers of Blackfang. I felt bile coming up my throat but shook my head. I need to find Bianca. At the far end of the dungeon, I found Bianca, who had been tortured beyond recognition and was covered in wounds, hanging from her roof, completely naked.

"I do not really think black claws are very maiden-like." Her freckled skin blushed, and her curves moved like liquid as she led me out the door of the elaborate duergar dug and decorated room. "Hail Sithgunt, I think I'm lost in this damned maze of a labyrinth..." Fylja muttered as she kicked the door open. "Silje! Maren! Do you have the other princesses? Queen Jarngrimr said to stop feeding on them and take them to dinner straightaway!"

But Selene looks at me in shock. "What? No! Do you have any idea how mad Ty will be with me if I let you go? No. absolutely Not." "Too bad, I'm doing it," I say as I grab the tray and begin to walk out. "Em!" "Thank you, Mrs. Slate!" the girls say getting a warning look from Selene. I chuckle, nodding my head as I make my way toward the dungeon. I've heard of dungeons being kept in mediocre states. The pungent smell of pee and excrement made the smell thick and heavy inside, but purs was nothing like that.

Scrunching up her face, she reached for the unappealing plate, but before her fingers could hold it, the woman released it, allowing it to fall to the floor with it’s contents and shatter. Denise looked down at it, appalled. “Why…why would you do that?” “Well, you’re a prisoner, aren’t you?” The blonde scoffed, “The ones in the dungeons often eat from the floor, shouldn’t you do the same as well? What? Do you think I would treat you nicely like the higher ups? In this pack, you’re nothing but a whore who’s messing up the deal with the royals. What will you do whe--” “That’s enough, Selene.” A familiar female voice sounded and the woman quickly shuffled away from the door as soon as she heard