Fear coiled in my empty stomach as the werewolves moved toward me. My limbs were too weak to fight back, but that didn’t stop me from trying. I pushed against the ground, attempting to stand, but my knees buckled instantly.Beta Henry clicked his tongue. “Pathetic,” He muttered.A strong hand grabbed my arm and yanked me up. My head spun, black spots dancing in my vision as I was half-dragged, half-carried out of the dungeon. The cold, damp air of my prison was replaced by the warmer, wood-scented corridors of what I assumed was the Alpha’s private quarters.Idris’s quarters.The thought made my skin crawl.I was shoved through a heavy wooden door, and I stumbled forward, barely catching myself. The room was large, dimly lit by a few lanterns. A fireplace crackled in the corner, its warmth a stark contrast to the chill of the dungeon. The space was both luxurious and suffocating, dark furs draped over a massive bed, weapons mounted on the walls, and the lingering scent of him , earthy
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