Clara
I was dragged by the two warriors gripping my arms tightly while Beta Carter led the way with no gentleness.
My body was squirming in pain as I tried to beg for kindness, but as if they were deaf, all of my pleas were ignored.
Every Pack member present in the hallway was looking at us with a sneer. A hint of smiles that confirmed they wanted me to suffer like this.
Keeping my eyes on the ground with shame consuming me, I failed to keep track of our way. The next thing I knew we were entering a dark abyss.
It was the underground dungeon.
“Here,” Beta Carter utters, pointing to one of the cells in front of him.
The two warriors didn’t hesitate and dragged me inside.
“Why am I being kept here?!”
This dungeon is the place only for criminals who have done vicious and wicked thing
