Valentina POV
My eyes start to flutter open at the sound of footsteps entering the dungeon, or cellblocks, whatever you wish to call it. It’s just one set of footsteps, but it doesn’t sound like any of the guards that have been down here. Nor does it sound like Dylan’s, they are significantly softer, smoother. The set of footsteps pause slightly every few other steps, seemingly peeking into the cells. All of them are empty besides mine though. The steps come closer and closer, until a woman enters my vision. She isn’t the Queen, or even royal for that matter, as her aura isn’t that of a very strong wolf. I feel uneasy in her presence though, and I can tell Vixen’s hackles are raised immediately as well. As I just stare at her emotionlessly, she starts to tut me.
“Well, well, well, what
