Zac’s pov
The next morning, I woke up very early, and instead of going to the throne room or going to the dining room to eat something, I went straight for the dungeon.
I saw marked men all littered around it. The dungeon was where we kept the most dangerous criminals, both from external affairs and internal ones. The men saw me and bowed as I walked past them.
I got into the dungeon to hear cries. Someone was whipping them. It might be from the punishment they were supposed to undergo. I didn’t wait. I went straight for the cell where the ringmaster would be kept.
And there, I found Mark reading a book at the entrance.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him as he looked up.
“Alpha.” He got up. “You’re here,” he said with a bow.
I waved him off. “Why are you here? Didn’t you sleep i
