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The dark, damp corridors of the dungeon echoed with the sound of Adnan's heavy footsteps, as the Lord of the realm made his way towards his son's cell. The flickering torches on the walls cast eerie shadows that seemed to dance in the dim light.

Alpha Adnan's heart was heavy with worry and guilt. He had been cruel to his son, but he hoped it was for the greater good.

And just like he dreamt it, things had been getting better lately, considering the fact that Liam was slowly forgetting Alpha Uther's daughter.

As he reached the cell, he paused for a moment to gather his thoughts. The sound of chains rattling in the distance made him wince. He had put his own son in these chains, and it pained him to see him suffer. His days in the dungeon were slowly dragging to an end, he just hoped that things wouldn't get out of hand before then.

The iron door creaked open as he stepped inside the cell. He looked at his son, who was lying on the floor and felt a pang of sadness. His once stron