### Third-Person POV
The moon hung high in the sky, casting a cold, silver light over the pack house. Alpha Kyan’s heart was a storm of emotions as he made his way to the dungeon. The memory of Ethan's near-death and Andrea's betrayal haunted him. He knew he needed answers, and he needed them now.
As he approached the heavy iron door leading to the dungeon, his senses were on high alert. The guards saluted him, their faces grim. Kyan nodded curtly and pushed the door open, the creak echoing through the stone corridor.
Inside, the air was thick with the damp, musty smell of the dungeon. Torches flickered along the walls, casting long, eerie shadows. Kyan's footsteps echoed as he walked purposefully towards Andrea’s cell. His heart pounded with a mix of anger and determination. He needed
