My Alpha Imprisoned Me Then Tried to Force Our Bond

Synopsis

The silver lining on the dungeon walls had been my torment for three years. Today, it would be my salvation. I pressed my palm against the loose shard I'd spent weeks working free from the wall, ignoring the searing pain as the silver burned into my flesh. The guard's footsteps echoed down the corridor—closer now. My heart hammered against my ribs as I concealed the shard in my sleeve. "Just a few more minutes," I whispered to myself, watching the door. The pack house above was in chaos—preparations for a ceremony of some kind. Everyone was distracted. Everyone except the guard who'd been assigned to watch me. "Check," he muttered, peering through the small window in the door.