126. Lorenzo
"Where are they?" My voice cut through the stillness like a blade, sharp and deadly.
The dungeon's air, thick and damp, seemed to tremble under the weight of my fury. The ground beneath my feet quaked as I strode forward, each step reverberating through the cold stone walls. My fangs threatened to protrude as I clenched my jaw, the effort to restrain myself only fueling the fire coursing through my veins and Mark growling asking to be released.
Leo, my beta, stepped forward, his face pale and taut. There were lines of exhaustion on his face showing just how much he had worked.
"This way, Alpha-King," he said, pointing toward a heavy iron door at the far end of the corridor.
I nodded curtly and moved past him, my thoughts oscillating between the rage boiling inside me and
