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Brielle's POV

My eyes snapped open as the foul smell from my new relocation swooned into my nose. I wanted to rise to my feet but here was too dark. I felt like I was on the ground, the mere floor, not the tiled one where I used to be.

There wasn't any illumination from anywhere. The last scene that happened before now suddenly returned to my head as I connected it with this current situation. Had I been thrown away or forsaken in some kind of jungle?

I rose to my feet though I couldn't see anything forward or behind me. When I got tired of staring at the dark, I lowered myself to the ground and traced my hands to and fro to see if there was anyone close to me. But all I could feel was bones.

BONES?!

Instinctively, my wolf informed me that we were in the dungeon. The big hole where the bones of murdered wolves were always dumped. Killian's pack had it as well. It was the same place I avoided and hid in a corner when Killian's spy kidnapped me from Hades' pack.

I summoned my wolf