Chapter 38

Iris

The men drag me down into the belly of the pack dungeons. It’s a place where the light doesn’t reach. The air down here is damp and rotting. Like the place itself has been forgotten, just like how I feel right now.

Forgotten. Rejected by my own pack and kind.

I’m shoved into a small stone cell. No windows. No bed. Just iron rings drilled into the wall and the stink of old blood from past fall