Chapter Thirty- One - The Alpha of Shadows
The dungeon had no windows. Time was measured only by the scrape of the iron door and the sound of boots echoing down the stairwell. Evandra sat against the wall, her body aching, ribs still cracked from the last blow. She tried to focus on her wolf, on Sage’s steady breathing in the back of her mind, but the silence pressed harder than the bruises.
Then she felt it—before she heard it.
A wave of pressure rolled through the chamber, invisible but undeniable. It was not sound or scent but something more primal, deeper: dominance. An Alpha’s presence. It brushed across her skin like fire under her flesh, forcing Sage to snarl in rebellion.
The door opened. He stepped inside.
It was the same man who had questioned her before, but something was d
