Lochlan’s POV
I stare at the grimy walls of my prison, feeling an overwhelming sense of despair. It's as if I've been trapped in this wretched place for an eternity. I yearn for freedom, a chance to escape these confines that have become my home. With each passing day, my strength wanes, and I become sure I'll be left to die here, forgotten and alone.
Thoughts of Catarina and the twins fill my mind, and I can't help but wonder what's happening back there. Are they ok? Are they happy? Do they even know I exist?
King Alex had made it clear that Catarina did not want me. He made it clear that she was his.
My thoughts went to my pack, and I wondered what could happen there.
Tara, always the seductress, must be trying to manipulate my Beta in my absence. The mere thought of it fuels my frustration and anger. How could they not come to rescue me? Have they abandoned me completely?