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LIAM

I’d lost track of time, trapped in this hellhole. The days blurred together and I couldn't tell day from night. Each one was more torturous than the last.

With every second passing, my worry only grew more and more. My mind replayed over and over the sight of my pack members being tortured. I hated myself for not being able to protect them. I could still even hear their screams.

After a while, I heard the wooden door to what I now called my cell creak open. A few figures stepped inside. I couldn't see their faces until they moved closer. The bulb came on, the light revealing their faces.

Varis and Kris. My Betas.

Relief should’ve washed over me, but something was wrong. They didn’t meet my eyes. They barely looked at me at all. Instead, they stood there, like strangers.

“Varis,” I called, my voice hoarse. “Kris, what’s going on? Why are you here? Did Ronan see you?”

Varis finally looked at me. There was no warmth in his gaze. Nothing that reminded me of my friend. There was a col