Scorch's POV
I followed Rory down the hall of the dungeon, it was pretty long. I already heard roars, growled, groans and whimpering. "Are the cells guarded?"
Rory ignored me. I’m not sure what the point of taking us down here was if he would only speak to my mate or Phillips. He stopped and finally spoke to us. "Yes," he answered simply and started walking again. The guy pissed me off, for so many reasons. I really didn’t want to have to hand over my mate to him. If we couldn’t be together, she deserved someone better. "Just tell them you're talking over their shift. I’m with you so they won’t question it."
We got to where the cells were. We passed some goblins, vampires, ogres. We went downstairs and to the very back. Phoenix walked to the two guards who were guarding the dragon cells
