Third POV
As Brynn hurried towards the source of the commotion, his heart pounded with a mixture of worry and determination. The pups clung to him like little monkeys, their small hands gripping onto his necktightly as they bobbed with each step. He had sensed something off about Clarice from the beginning, a nagging feeling that refused to dissipate despite her seemingly harmless demeanor.
As he reached the corridor where the commotion originated, Brynn's sharp eyes caught sight of several pack warriors dragging Clarice towards the cells. Her face contorted in anger and fear, struggling against their hold but unable to break free. The scene filled Brynn with a strange mix of vindication and concern. He had told Keiera that he was wary of Clarice, and she told him he was just being paran
