Chapter 119

Valeria’s POV

The kappa led me down the narrow, dimly lit staircase, the air growing colder and heavier with each step. When we reached Xavier’s cell, I took a slow, steady breath. There he was, shackled to the wall with thick silver chains that kept his wolf at bay, unable to heal him. His face was bruised and swollen, his clothes torn and filthy. He looked pitiful, a stark contrast to the smug,