ALEX POV
*mature content - torture ahead*
The air in the dungeon was thick with a tension that was almost palpable, a suffocating weight of dread and anger that hung heavily over us. Each step echoed against the stone walls as we approached the first traitor, a young wolf whose bravado had long since vanished, replaced by sheer terror. My father, Vaden, and I stood in a semi-circle around him, the flickering light from a single overhead bulb casting eerie shadows that danced around the room.
“Bring him in,” Vaden ordered, his voice a low growl. The guard dragged the traitor forward, shoving him to the ground at our feet. The boy’s eyes darted around, searching for an escape that would never come.
We were here to extract the truth, but I knew there was a fine line between interrogation
