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Chapter 77

As the daughter of the Alpha, I have seen numerous people begging for mercy in order not to be imprisoned. For them, the prison was a place of torture and pain, a place where hell in earth could be found.

I could understand them.

But instead of fear, I was feeling more cold and indifferent.

I looked around the tiny prison cell where I was.

The walls of my cell were made of thick stone blocks, and there were no windows to let in any light or fresh air. The only source of light comes from a small hole in the ceiling, which allows a faint beam of the moonlight to filter through.

The darkness that surrounded me was making me feel like I was choking, and the only sound I could hear was the occasional dripping of water from the ceiling.

But my main concern was the suffocating coldness inside the cell.

The coldness during the day could not be compared to the temperature drop in the evening. As I laid on the cold stone floor of my prison cell, I could feel the dampness seeping through my
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