CHAPTER 81
ARYA
We continued through the dungeon, our footsteps echoing off the walls. The smell of damp earth and iron was overwhelming. I tried to focus on keeping up with Ivan and the others, but my mind was racing with questions. Who could have been brazen enough to attack the pack, and what did they hope to gain? I hoped Ivan caught the person, and the fact my plans failed, because Pearl did not die in the so-called war he started.
At last, we reached the cell at the end of the corridor. The prisoner within was hunched over, his face hidden in the shadows.
"Well, well, look who it is," Ivan said, his voice dripping with menace.
"Our old friend..” Ivan uttered in sarcasm as he stood in front of the prisoner who was bound in chains along with Ian and Crane. I just stood behind the
