Chapter174: 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. "She hasn't stopped crying," one guard muttered. Alpha Darius's jaw tightened. "Open it." The door groaned on its hinges, revealing a small cell lit by a single flickering torch. Coco sat hunched on a wooden stool, her peach gown now torn and smudged with dirt. Her raven hair hung in tangled waves around her face, and her hands, usually so graceful, shook where they clutched her knees. She looked up as we entered, her eyes red-rimmed and swollen. "How do you know Elias? How long have you known him?" The alpha king asked. "I... I didn’t know him... please trust