Infuriating Exes, Hidden Revelations, and Chosen Guardian

~THIRD PERSON'S POV~

The night was dark, cold, and desolate.

So was the dungeon cell, originally made to punish the crimes of the werewolves.

Although now it was being used to abuse an innocent helpless omega who only fault was that he had been at a wrong place at a wrong time.

With the moon refusing to come out of its hide behind the thick clouds, it seemed as if the goddess had forsaken her protection from the pack.

An ominous air submerged the pack entirely which foreshadowed the train of troubles and miseries bound to come their way.

And now was just the beginning.