Serena’s POVI had to admit, the dungeon smelled like ass. I know it’s a dungeon and all, and it’s not supposed to be pleasant, but the stench was borderline unbearable. Like crusty old socks. And rotten meat. And damp werewolf fur. With a hint of vomit thrown in for good measure.The warriors were rough with me.“Ouch,” I said, affronted as they tossed me down onto the floor. “No need to be so violent. I’m a lady, after all.”They smirked at this. I looked around. The cell was small. It was cement walls from floor to ceiling. There were no windows, but it was fairly well-lit by a slew of lanterns. I noticed chains attached to the wall. They were very similar to the chains I’d used on Eden.Karma, I suppose.But to my surprise, the warriors didn’t chain me up.Other than the chains, the only other thing in the room was a small pot of some sort.“What’s that?” I asked, pointing to the pot.“That’s your pissing pot,” a warrior replied with a glint in his eye.My what? Hell no. I couldn’
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