Chapter 71 The Moonwolves
- Elara
- The cold seeped through the stone walls and into my bones, settling there like frostbite. My wrists ached from the weight of the icy iron chains, and the rough edges of the metal dug into the skin just enough to keep me from forgetting that they were there. I could barely lift my head, but even through the haze, I knew one thing.
- I wasn’t alone in this dungeon.