Chapter 48

I’d never been to the dungeons before. Killian had refused to take me anywhere near the place. He’d told me there were some things that should remain a secret, and the Dungeons of Amoria were one of them. But now, walking through the catacombs hidden beneath Amoria, I realized why he never wanted me here—echoes of screams, pleading noises, and growls were rampant. Amoria had a reputation for its history of torture. It was one of the reasons the place was so highly respected in shifter society.

Even the most powerful shifters cracked in this place. This dark, cold, wretched place—where I was supposed to be interrogated by the witch.

I couldn’t think straight. The events of the past few days replayed in my mind over and over. I had been blind, suffocated by my desire to have it all: the life I’d dreamed of, a mate who’d love me, a family, a home, friends. I wanted it so badly that I played mys