The Alpha King's Mistress
I weakly replied.
I tried my best to stand up, but my legs were wobbly, lacking the strength to support me. They gave out as soon as I took a step forward.
"Damn," I hissed in frustration.
"For goodness sake," the woman grumbled, grabbing my arm and helping me up.
I struggled to steady my legs while she practically carried my weight. She was undoubtedly a Lycan and a warrior, but I was grateful that she was kind enough to assist me.
As we made our way out of the dungeon, I couldn't help but look around. It was a place of nightmares, with numerous jail cells and heavy metal doors. One particular hallway caught my attention, devoid of any trace of light. Something about it felt different, intr
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