Ivorie looked up at the small opening above the dungeon. A shrill wind blew into the cell, making her shudder as the cold enveloped her skin. She folded herself more into the corner she was crooked in.She may have grown up as a princess who wasn't given the best treatment, but she still wasn't used to this level of bad treatment. Yet she was determined not to bend. She didn't know how many days she had been there but by the rising and falling of the sun she had been seeing through the small opening, she guessed it may be three days.“Luna,” a voice called from outside the cell. It was the guard Regan had placed there to watch her.“Luna, please, you have to apologise to the Alpha, this place doesn't suit you.” The voice said.Shuddering, Ivorie voiced out weakly, “Ne…never,” she said defiantly, although weakly.For the past three days, she hadn't tasted food but that wouldn't make her break. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of submitting to him. If he got angry because
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