*Starblood Pack — Dungeon, Midnight*

The dungeons beneath Starblood were nothing grand.

Lesley sat shackled against the wall, her wrists bound by silver chains that bit into her skin, the raw marks a constant reminder of her fall. 

Once, she had walked through packs with her chin high, chosen one, Mate to the supreme Alpha. 

Now, she was reduced to shadows, waiting for scraps, her name whispered like a curse.

Her eyes gleamed in the dim torchlight, feral with bitterness.

“Crystal,” she ...