Chapter 24：A Father’s Love

Vikrov’s POV

“What are you doing here?”

I glance down at Galen, who’s only just started to stir. His voice is weak, but far from friendly.

Looking at him sprawled out in the hay, he almost looks like he could be dead without a bit more examination. His werewolf instincts are still strong, though, no doubt, so it’s easy for him to sense Cynthia and I.

It’s not his first punishment. But it’s his first time ever seeing me in the dungeon.

“Drop the pretense. I don’t need it,” Galen snarls.

I roll my eyes at his dismissal, but make sure to speak to him with kindness. “Save your strength. It’ll be awhile before you have access to food and water.”

“That’s none of your business!” Galen snaps.

He’s right, I suppose. We’ve never really acted like we care about each other like we should. It’s almost as if we’re not brothers.

My gaze shifts to Cynthia, who seems to be observing the nature of our interaction with profound curiosity as she looks from me to Galen to me again. She was bound to