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ife placed menacingly before her. After enduring torment for three long days

ion, taunted her once again. "Are you ready to confe

the king's precious jewels. Defying her weakening voice, she mustered the strength

pierced the air. "Still deny

would have run off but she couldn't. "Confess to the theft and maybe, just maybe you'll be free

gain and she let out a piercing shriek, feeling the searing pain shoot through

g bulb casting long shadows on the damp walls. Ivy's heart pounde

he is still going to die. But confessing was worse because th

teps, growing louder and closer with each passing second. Panic coursed through her veins as sh

otsteps. The heavy sound of boots echoing through the corridors sent shivers down her spine. But

et the arena for tonight," he said, his eyes shot to Ivy and a mi

nt a chill down her spine. "I guess it's your last night here," one

herself, her heart pounding in her chest. Thoughts of a sinister conspiracy began to cons

y the fortnight, the ominous period that every prisoner always dreads? Whatever it may she knew if she was in the cell, there w

her grim fate. She could still feel the searing pain etched

vy boots echoed against the cold, stone walls. The looks

ty. "Get up. It's time," one of the guards barked, their words laced with icy inti

fiance. Her body weakened from days of torture, threatened to betray her, but the fire within her

ldiers came closer, their intents visible in their harsh gazes, spurred on by a glimmer of hope.

. Her body erupted in pain, which clashed with the fear coursing through her veins. Her shouts, which w

le effort. Her heartbeat, a desperate cadence seeking release from the night

grew as they waited. Prisoners were paraded for their sick

a, in a terrifying act of brutality and domination. Their destiny was as bleak for the female detainees. Before being

nt as the female prisoners were brought forward. Each menacingly

e whispered under her breath as the sudden wave of a pleasant and alluring

as coming from. The door of the show house suddenly opened and

they had arrived at his destination, a place he really didn't want to be. Duty called, and he had no choice but t

otent aroma cut through the stale air-a scent th

he Alpha came to a halt, diverted by the inexplicable pull of a connection he could

manated from within. Unable to resist, Alpha Bruce felt a surge of anticipatio

ion of a moment, worlds collided. There was a sudden surge of recog