We turned a corner, and the dark opening to a wall of rocks and debris covered a mountain of a man. If it was a man. It had skin, but it was scarred and stretched with tattoos covering it. But they weren’t territory tattoos like my alphas; these ones looked magical, like they were runes or something.
“They locked Adrenna’s lover in that body,” Brax whispered, and the beast snarled, shaking and moving, trying to get out, but the cave shook with every move he made.
I stumbled into Brax, and he caught me. I steadied myself against him, then moved toward the beast. His eyes snapped to me between the rocks of his cage, and they looked…sad.
I frowned, the black eyes so intimidating but so deep. A scar ran down one eye, right through the cheek, and his face was distorted. His skin was light
