The dungeon was cleaner than the last time I had been down there. No one was in the cells minus the few people they had caught from the attack and Alpha Alex. I was putting that issue off for the moment, so I focused on the other prisoners.
Looks like they had captured about eight from the attack, an even mix of male to female of my old pack. I knew who they were remembering each of their faces within my old pack. They were the lowest of the lows and were even treated like s**t in the pack but that didn't stop them from making sure they treated me even worse than they were treated. I guess it might have made them feel better about themselves and their situation, but I tried to reason with them throughout all the years I was there that we should have stuck together. If we had just stuck to
