Emily's POV
The cells stretched endlessly down the dimly lit corridor, barred with thick iron rods that seemed to groan under the weight of their history. Faint cries echoed from the farthest corners, prisoners begging for mercy or mumbling incoherent words. Torches flickered along the walls, casting sinister shadows that danced across the jagged stones. Some cells were empty, save for a rat or two scurrying across the filthy floors, but others held prisoners—wolves stripped of their pride, their faces hollow, their bodies bruised and battered. A low, ominous hum seemed to vibrate through the dungeon, as if the walls themselves were alive with the suffering they had witnessed.
At the heart of this suffocating space stood Caleb and Joey, their towering forms rigid with fury. They faced th
