Sylvia's POV:

Geoffrey was imprisoned in a dungeon.

It had to be said that Geoffrey was a man who enjoyed luxuries. Even his dungeon was elegantly decorated. If it weren't for the dim lighting, I would've thought that we were in a palace.

"Did Geoffrey foresee that he'd be imprisoned here one day?" Yana whined in a low voice.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

Rufus, who was walking beside me, looked at me questioningly. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Let's go. Geoffrey's probably dying to see us." I pushed Rufus, urging him to go inside.

think the opposite is

And he was right.

I stepped foot inside the cell, Geoffrey immediately dove under the covers. He didn't ask any questions, nor did he look like he wanted to listen to anything we had to

in a single, fully-furnished cell. It was just like a little hotel room. Rufus

was still the Alpha, albeit just in name. Before he was

everything I needed to say. You've demolished the wall. You've succeeded. Why come here?" Finally, Geoffrey's

glances and didn't know what

the bed, pulling the quilt off of his head. He was wearing a shabby white shirt. Stubble littered his cheeks and chin, and his eyes were bloodshot. In a word, he looked very disheveled. "Tell me, what is it you want from me now?" Geoffrey swung his legs over the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette. In a matter of mere

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Noreen ten years ago. That was one year before the werewolf race and the vampire race signed the peace agreement. At the time, this place was still under the rule of the vampires. Noreen came to me and said that she had cursed Hobson with the black death curse and that

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