Chapter 39 - Anti-Climactic
Duke POV For five werewolves, two hybrids and a witch, we move stealthily through the tunnel leading to the dungeons. Thank the goddess for our wolves' heightened abilities to see in the dark because it was pitch black in this tunnel. After several minutes of complete and utter silence, and not coming across a single guard, we were becoming restless. “It is unnerving that there are literally NO guards,” I whispered to no one in particular. “What is more unnerving,“ Luci whispers back, wrapping her hand around my arm nervously, “is that there is a noticeable absence of any magic.” “Really?” asks Alpha Randy, slowing to a stop. “You’d think if they were keeping the Fae King captive, they would have infused these dungeons with magic to detain him and have several dozen guards at all tim
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