Novel & Cerita The Hidden Dungeon

Rylin's POV Amy and I walked into her Rouge house. The place was fascinating, pictures of rouges down every hall, pictures of the Alphas and pack names on certain halls. They still identified with their packs even the ones who had been tossed. Then they're was the one hall that stood out the most 'Hidden' is what it said. We turned down that hall and it was pictures of rouge Alpha and Betas starting back from centuries all the way until it led to Davina and Amy's pictures. This place was beautiful, a story on every corner. Something they all can be proud of. If only it was so easy for others. She made this a home for them.

Santiago has every reason to die now. I know exactly where he’ll take her. I slip into the spacious bedroom and dump an envelope on the nightstand. Then I hear his car screeching to a stop downstairs. I become the monster hiding under his bed. I watch him carry Elena into the bedroom, kissing her like she belongs to him. It takes everything in me not to reveal myself.

It appeared the crescent moon was hiding on its highest watchtower. The king held the shoulders of his companions, and they disappeared. They emerged near the colossal palace, hiding beside the wall beside a portcullis. “This place is creepy,” Branigan murmured while his eyes moved around. The guards positioned nearby were accompanied by a beast, and they were not looking friendly either. It would only take one wrong move; they would end up in that beast’s stomach. Airoh led them to the underground tunnel. It would give them the way to go to the palace’s library if they were lucky enough not to have an encounter with the enemies. But in this gamble, nothing would come easy.

“Remember. Don't tell Papa that we're here. Keep it a secret.” “Afraid Papa will be sad?” “Yes,” said Feby quickly. “Later, when Papa is not sad. We'll meet Kevin.” It was not difficult for Feby to find out the whereabouts of her husband's youngest child. Moreover, it was indeed the only child therapy location in the city of Melati. Even if she was desperate, she would most likely meet Widya there. As if the universe had heard her wish, now the two women who were Ares' wives were meeting. Feby could no longer escape because their paths had crossed.

"We thought the same thing." Damien's gaze snapped toward him, cold and calculating expectancy in his eyes. "Thought? The tracker nodded and quietly said."The girl downstairs remembers being buried." Chills ru ning down the spine. "What?" The hidden chamber sat deep beneath the mountain. Far below the sanctuary and below the tunnels, steep below anything that should have existed. The descent took twenty minutes. Nobody spoke during the walk. Nobody wanted to. The atmosphere felt wrong, heavy ancient double doors in front. Cinthye stayed beside Damien, not because he asked. Because he didn't. And somehow that made it more important.

Recalling the mini-game requirements from her memory, Akiko recited it flawlessly. “After getting betrayed by a henchman, Huff N Puff found their secret hideout but could not figure out the secret code to get in. Help him solve the mystery and absolve his regrets.” Ah… Zen smiled bitterly. A code type of game. With Akiko, the inexperienced, and Oritha, the muscle-head, they wouldn’t be able to solve it before he finished this dungeon. Liu Feng might do a better job even without sight, but Zen kept his opinions to himself. At this rate, it would be better to borrow their hands and legs here so they could clear this dungeon quicker.

Deep within the bowels of the ancient castle, where torchlight flickered like dying stars against damp stone walls, Elder Throne paced the center of the hidden dungeon. The air hung heavy with the scent of mildew and forgotten secrets, the chamber a forgotten relic from the pack's turbulent history. Throne's robes, embroidered with faded sigils of authority, whispered against the floor as he moved, his sharp eyes fixed on the iron-bound door. Patience had never been his virtue, but tonight, it was his weapon—honed to a lethal edge after years of whispered plots and shadowed alliances.

Why did I still care, though? "I know," I pouted. I gave her the best puppy dog eyes I could muster. "Fine," she groaned. "I'll tell you where he is, but hey! You owe me big-time." After Jenny gave me directions, I located the spot. At first, I thought I hadn't gotten the directions right. The dungeon was in a secluded center of the grounds - hidden in plain sight. Apparently, it was underground. I squatted down and removed the four corner metal cover. The opening underneath led to a flight of stairs that went further underground.

****Kingdom of Kuragari **** They did not stop. They couldn’t. Not with every empty cell tightening something in Elias’ chest, not with every corridor leading to nothing but stone and silence. The deeper they went, the more the Kingdom revealed itself—not openly, not generously, but in fragments. Layers. Hidden paths. Doors that did not look like doors until Edyrm forced them open. And still, nothing. The next dungeon was buried beneath a structure that looked ceremonial from the outside.

Ethan followed closely, assuming Damien was taking him back to the training facility to resume his lessons, but Damien led him past the main hall and through a heavy, reinforced steel door located deep at the back of the grounds. Behind the door lay a massive, underground dungeon. The air grew instantly colder and damp as they descended. Ethan didn't even know this hidden facility existed; the Blackwood manor seemed to hold an endless amount of dark secrets. If Damien hadn't been walking right next to him, Ethan would have bolted back up the stairs immediately—the guards stationed down here looked terrifyingly severe. They finally stopped in front of a heavy iron door. Damien paused, turning