Julian’s POV
The dungeon was an eerie place, a gloomy part of our pack territory hidden away from the bustling activities. I was on a mission, driven by inner turmoil, with a growing sense of urgency to free Angelica.
As I entered the isolated section of our pack, where the prison cells were located, I knew I had to proceed with caution. The guards stationed at the entrance recognized me and handed over the pass card, granting me access to the different locked gates that lay ahead.
Even though I was an Alpha's Beta, this kind of access wasn't granted to just anyone. In most cases, individuals would be questioned extensively before being escorted to the intended floor, as not all floors were open to all.
The second gate awaited, and I inserted the card to unlock it, granting me passage
