THIRD PERSON POV:
Alpha Odin made his way to the lower level of the dungeons flanked by his betas — Mia and Leon. The dungeons were a place that was created with lower than bare minimum living conditions for the most notorious prisoners of Obsidian pack.
In reality, it was used to house his enemies. Those he didn't want to kill, but rather torture slowly to within an inch of their lives. It was one of his most prized possessions, a place he took pride in. On a good day, the screams of the tortured individuals could be heard echoing through the damp and dimly lit halls.
Today was mostly quiet. Most of them had died, fragile creatures he thought them to be. Couldn't handle a little pain and blood.
But two in particular caught his attention. The remaining spawn of Abdiel.
Just this m
