*Starblood pack — Dungeon, Midnight*

The dungeon had never been this silent. Even when wolves slept in their cells, chains groaned with restless movements, and water dripped in a rhythm that could drive a weaker mind to madness.

Lesley had grown used to it. She had learned to pace her fury to the rhythm of dripping water.

She sat on the edge of her cot, chains biting into her wrists, her dark hair matted against her cheek.

Her sharp eyes were fixed on the shadows at ...