Chapter 173 The Dungeon

• || Third-party POV ||
• The dungeon beneath the Reventhorn castle smelled of damp stone and wolfsbane. The dim yellow lights flickered along the rough-hewn walls, casting long shadows that danced like specters across the floor. Alpha King and Benson strode through the dungeon. The air grew colder with each descent.
• At the end of the narrow corridor stood a heavy iron door. Two guards flanked it, their faces grim in the torchlight.