Chapter 65: Through the bars.
Damon's POV
The air in the dungeon felt heavier than I remembered and it was thick, damp, and cold enough to make my breath fog.
My boots echoed along the stone floor in a steady thud that almost matched the pounding in my chest.
Two guards that were stationed at the entrance shifted uneasily when they saw me approaching.
"Alpha's orders", one of the guard starts, glancing to the other like he was hoping for backup.
"I'm not here to argue about orders. Open it".
I said cutting him off.
They both hesitated and exchanged another silent conversation with their eyes before finally, one stepped aside to let me in. The iron door groaned as it opened, and I stepped into the dim corridor leading to the cells.
I walked in the dim light until I made it to the
