The Alpha King's Breeder
“Thank you, Luna.”
“Start talking,” I command, trying not to breathe.
He doesn’t, of course. We walk for what feels like hours through the tight, winding tunnel. I feel an odd feeling that we’re moving downward, somehow going deeper underground.
The torchlight begins to bleed with a soft amber glow ahead of us, which is obstructed by Westfall’s body while we navigate the tunnel.
But then he steps down, and a massive cavern comes into view, stalactites spiraling from the ceiling of the biggest underground cave I’ve ever seen in my life.
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