Alyssa POV
The dungeon is a dank, dark place located in the basement of the pack house. Shivers ran down my spine as we headed downstairs. The atmosphere was grim, and the smell of old blood littered the air. I swallowed past a lump in my throat, ignoring the cells with men in them. I stepped past guards who openly gaped at me until we came to a lone cell in the back, where a young woman resided. Thomas had failed to express how young she was. She was barely eighteen from the looks of it and terrified as she looked at us. I heard a sharp inhalation from beside me, turning my head to see that Thomas's eyes had darkened, and I watched him with surprise as he let out a low growl, his body tensing. The girl looked equally shocked as I turned back to regard her and her lower lip quivered, her
