Lucy's POV
Nothing was a secret to me, not as long as I was in this pack. The moment Phil left the dungeon, I found my way in. It was easy to convince the guards even with just a little tip. He let me in to see Drew without question.
I set my eyes on the trainer. Drew, I had thought he was good looking when I came back to the pack, but now he looked rather awful. Where did all the cuteness disappear to? The bruises on his face were so unexplainable.
“What do you want?” he asked.
I put my hands behind my back and paced around the dungeon. I strode towards him. “I won't be here for long.” I take a slow look at the cell. “It stinks of blood and sweat in here anyway,” I tell him, wrinkling my nose.
“You say I'm dangerous. Why would you bring me into your mess? Trying to make me look bad
