♔ Eustacia (P.O.V)
Flynn continues to lead me down the corridor, in a pace that almost makes me run. Every few steps, he forcefully yanks my chain, making it jingle its loud metallic noise. The loud jingle mixes with the howls of the damned, the other souls contained here.
Every soul other than Flynn's lackeys resides in cells. Cells, just like mine, litter the sidelines of the corridor. Most of them are empty, but at least four or more contain a wolf. All of them include a welcome mat of blood.
Even rabid, and with no control over their actions or humanity, they deserve better than this.
We quickly near the end of the corridor, as a familiar face comes into view. It's a tall man about my age with sleek black hair and sharp greenish-brown eyes. If I didn't know any better, I would ass
