Caged between the Lycan brothers
Chapter 182
At Crescent Pack in the underground basement of the pack, the dungeon was cold and dark without a very faint light that could make anyone discern objects in the dark.
Gareth snapped his eyes open again and stared at the nightmare before him, these few days, he had been in the dark, hoping to wake up to face reality but it seemed that he was stuck in his nightmares of waking up in a dark, deadly dungeon. His back weren't his anymore as he couldn't feel them, they were hell. His shoulders, hands and legs were all facing upwards being controlled by large irons connected to them. Daily, they would come as a routine to raise the heavy irons to make his bones break.
