Chapter 9

Karyme POV:

The dungeon dripped water. I lay in the dark, my wolf gone.

Jalen. Crushed by the father he wanted to meet.

The door opened. Archie stood there with Faustina.

"Where is my son's body?" I rasped.

"Scavengers have it," Archie said cold. "Stop the delusions. It was a rogue dog."

"It was your flesh."

"Enough!" Archie roared. "Faustina told me everything. The rogues confessed. You paid them to defile her."

"You are a fool, Archie."

"An eye for an eye," Archie muttered.

He stepped aside. Four prisoners stepped into the light. Feral rogues, eyes wild with hunger.

"She is yours," Archie said.

"Archie? No! I am your Luna!"

"Not anymore."

He walked out. The bars slammed shut.

I backed into the corner. When the first hand grabbed me, I didn't fight. I disconnected.

I stared at a crack in the ceiling.

One. Two. Three.

I imagined Jalen holding my hand.

I severed my connection to the Goddess. I was just a shell.