Chapter 100.

Destinee POV.

Walking towards the door that lead down to the dungeon, I stopped looking at it. Why did I stop? Taking a deep breath, I open the door and walk down the stairs. The sound of muffled groans enters my ears and the instant feeling of hatred enters my mind.

There were no warriors stationed at the door, and I knew they weren’t needed. Fenrir and Marcus have been spending a lot of time down here playing, so to speak, and now it was my turn. They will die for what they have done.

Stopping at the bottom of the stairs, I see them. Crystal is in the cell I was placed in and Sampson is on the other side of the room, in a cell facing hers. I smirk to myself, knowing I will inflict pain.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? Is my hospitality that bad? Tsk tsk” I walk towards Fenrir, who is standing in between the cells, and I smile at him.

Crystal growls at me, and I turn to face her.

“Still alive I see? Oh, what am I saying? Of course you are. It’s by my goodwill that you are st