Mia’s POV

The cheers above dulled into a low hum as I pushed deeper through the tunnels.

Where was I even going? No plan, just a direction….up toward the north tower stairs where the guards had said Lucien wanted his “mysterious Alpha” brought.

I tightened the cloak around my shoulders.

The tunnel turned, then forked, and I slipped left where the light thinned. A pair of guards paced by one of the doors, talking about prize fights and ale. I waited until both faces turned the other ...