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Calebs POV

I knelt on the cold, hard and stony floor as I began to shiver. I had fallen asleep more than three times and woken up to the smell of vomit and blood. I was weak and my skin looked pale. I had lost track of time but the little rays of sun coming in from my little window still reminded me that it was day.

I was weak and the wound Luciano had given to me from my stab refused to heal. The steel chains on my hands were, slowing down if not hindering my healing process. I had to get out of the dungeon and go warn Titan and Amber.

Lucian had told me that he would take me to the healer to heal my wounds after I told him about Alanas whereabouts. I knew that he was not lying and that he was going to do as he said but that would mean that I still stayed in the pack compound. I had to meet Titan and Amber and warn them about what was coming. I had to leave this place.

I turned and looked at the chains holding me and groaned as I pulled at them again. The chains hissed as they dug