Chapter 74 Sheldon's Pov

• The cold stone walls of the cell seemed to close in on me with every passing minute. Shadows danced eerily across the surface from the faint torchlight in the hallway outside. Chains bound my wrists and ankles, their metal biting into my skin.
• I had failed.
• My soldiers, those who hadn’t fallen, had been released, limping away under the vampires’ watchful eyes, carrying the tale of my capture. Rovok's plan was clear: humiliate me, crush the pack’s morale, and demonstrate his dominance.