Adolfa's POV
The silver chains around my wrists burned so painful to bear and handle, making it impossible for me to heal. My whole body ached from the beatings, but I refused to break. I wasn't like the others in this dark, damp dungeon. They had given up. I hadn't.
Luna Prese made sure I was severely punished, due to her stupid suspicion, and nothing will ever stop her, from destroying me completely.
The door creaked open. Heavy boots echoed against the stone floor. I held my breath, completely lost and confused.
Alpha Lyran.
His tall, strong imposing physique filled the room, his dark eyes locked onto me. He moved closer, slow and steady, like a predator playing with his prey.
"You're still alive," he murmured, tilting his head. "Tough little thing, aren't you?"
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