Unrepentant Monster

Don’s POV

The stench hit me first. It was of sweat, iron, and damp stone curled in my nostrils as I stepped into the holding area. The guard hesitated as he unlocked the last cell, throwing me a look that might’ve been a warning, but I didn’t care. My focus was fixed on the man inside.

Declan.

He sat there, sprawled across the narrow cot like he was lounging in some high-end club instead of rot