Chapter 198 Ready To Join The Rebel?

• Blake’s footsteps echoed in the quiet corridors as he made his way to the lower levels of the Packhouse, heading for the dungeon. The cold, damp air hit him as he descended the stone stairs, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls. The scent of mildew and damp earth filled his nostrils as he approached the heavy iron door at the end of the hallway.
• The guards at the entrance nodded to him, their expressions grim. They knew why he was here, though none dared to ask questions, their loyalties remained with the Beta. Blake gave them a curt nod in return before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
• The dungeon was as bleak as ever, the small cells lining the walls barely large enough to hold a man. Blake’s eyes adjusted to the dim light as he walked down the row of cells, his gaze finally settling on the figure slumped in the farthest corner.