"If they can be released safely right now, then yes! How long have they been in there?" August asked as they stepped through a slippery patch of leaves and Graeme's hand tightened around hers.
Whoever had been put in the dungeon initially for 'speaking against her,' whatever that even entailed, likely hated her even more now. It was a very lonely, miserable place to be. And they were in there simply for voicing their feelings—these pack members who had been deceived for years, being presented with a truth by the elders about the alyko that may have even run in contrast to their own instincts. But after being given one story for so long and having lived through the fallout of a tragedy, anyone's feelings could sour.
