Chapter 9

Zillon, Xavier and Fredd walked down the dimly lit halls of the dungeon, passing guards and stepping down several stairs before finally reaching the cells.

He looked towards Liam, “Which cell is hers?”

“Cell number 18, it’s not too far, just down the end of the hall…”

Zillon walked forward, ignoring the lousy scents that resided down here, the ugly snares and the glares he received as he continued.

Liam and Fredd followed him, trying to act as calm as ever. “Will you be able to hold your composure Zillon?”

Zillon clenched his fist, shrugging. “Probably… She had been dare to me once, I won’t be able to hurt her even if I wanted to. But I do want to…I want to make her feel what I’m feeling right now, but that won’t be possible since my bloodlust isn’t enough to make me willingly kill a pack member; good or evil.”

“That’s good, because dad warned me several times about letting you get this key…your dad would kill you if you hurt her, and mine would d