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“I’ll be right there. Give me a second. I’m in the bath.” Hurrying to rinse off, I pull the drain and cloth myself quickly and run to answer the door. “Thank you, Darcy! Man, I’m starving my ass off. Did this happen to you when you first shifted? I feel like I can’t get enough to eat. Please, come in and keep me company. Xillon should be returning soon, but some girl time would be great.” I take the tray from her and nod my head for her to come inside. She smiles and joins me.

The dungeon was cold, echoing with the anguished cries of those who had defied King Draven. A torch flickered on the stone wall, casting sharp shadows over Delilah’s bruised face. She was shackled to a post, her knees scraped and bleeding. Aurora stood nearby, her hands trembling as she clung to Draven’s arm. Kael and Elizabeth were locked in the adjoining cells, silent for once, their eyes avoiding Aurora’s gaze. Draven stood tall, his piercing crimson eyes narrowed on Delilah. "Tell me why Aurora has no wolf," he demanded, his voice cold, commanding, and echoing with authority.

she decided and took the book along with her to return back to her room. She itched to go see him immediately to quench her curiosity but it was too late already, it would raise suspicion if anyone saw her. She had to manage her restlessness till the next morning and she hurried to the dungeon without eating. “Elaina, you are here” Drake got up to greet her excitedly. He had been missing her terribly since she left but could only hope helplessly for her to show up again. The issue with his essence, their reconciliation and him opening up about his life had inevitably brought them even closer.

Dawn’s POV: Peeling my eyes open felt like a lot of work. My eyelids were heavy but right now, I couldn’t ascertain if it was due to fatigue or this was my body’s way of reacting to whatever substance I had been fed with before. It took me a moment to regain my blurry sight and when I looked around me, I was surprised to see that I was in a dungeon of some sort, but unlike the one back at Alpha Xavier’s pack, this one was damp, smelly, and was filled with several torture equipments hung at certain areas on the wall, as if to act as some kind of decoration… or in my case, to scare people.

I stepped towards the dungeons. It's the worst part of my kingdom, dem lighting brick walls, no windows, no heating, it's very cold, you can see your breath, it's that cold. Endless cells. This is the one place I hate the most. When I finally reach the end of the cells Devon is standing in front of the door. Devon shook his head. "You believe this". I scoffed. "Who did Xander send this time?". I muttered. My palms itching ready for the Kill.

She read out loud and shrugged, she dropped it and decided to read it after she was done dressing and had breakfast. ******** HOURS LATER AT NIGHT Xalia sat in the dining room, feeling relaxed as she flipped to another page of the book, she ate dinner and at the same time read the book Draven gave her. She was almost done with the book and she was glad Draven wasn't home yet. She suddenly heard the sound of the door and footsteps approaching. She paused and looked up to see a guy walking into the dining room. She hurriedly stood up in fear and he chuckled. “Hey, easy. I didn't mean to scare you.” He said.

His breath reeked of garlic and cheap whiskey. Damien didn’t flinch. *"Just drive."* The SUV turned down a narrow alley, the headlights illuminating a rusted metal door marked with a single symbol—a rat, its tail coiled into a crown. Ferraro’s mark. The door groaned open, revealing a yawning darkness beyond. ### **The Dungeon** The air inside was thick with the stench of mildew, blood, and something far worse—the cloying sweetness of decay. The walls wept condensation, the concrete floor slick with things Damien didn’t want to identify.

Yes really , Come with me I have something to show you " He held my hand and lead me out of the study room we got done from the stair and walked out of the castle ,I was still waiting for the surprise he had for me , Just then we stopped in front of a wall ,I was surprised at first then I decided to ask . " Is this the surprise you say you have for me " " Patient my darling , You wouldn't want to miss it would you " I shook my head in response , He placed his hand on the wall and suddenly the wall opened ,I was shocked to my bone ,I really don't know what to say ,. " What's is this place " " A special dungeon " " Really " I became curious to see what was inside ,He held my hand and took me i

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains depictions of emotional and physical abuse, captivity, psychological distress, and sexualized coercion. It also includes themes of non-consensual sexual situations and manipulation. Reader discretion is strongly advised. The sound of chains jingling against the worn oak headboard, accompanied by deranged grunts, echoed through the putrid dungeon. Draven had been gone again for weeks. Bellinor had turned into a raging, unpredictable time bomb, and Alinta was the explosive receiving end.

None of us spoke while we walked. For a moment, I couldn’t shake the image of that lady Kestrel in that bedsheet of my mind. The way she looked at me like I was nothing more than dirt under her shoe. The way Hunter kissed her so effortlessly, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. But come to think of it, whatever have I done to that woman to make her hate me? I paused the thoughts and pushed it aside. This wasn’t important now. Brielle is. As we approached the dungeon, and the stench of dampness hit me like a wall. You won’t notice this smell when you’re inside or else if you are out of it.