Khalid’s POV

I stepped into the dimly lit dungeon, with the look of determination. My footsteps echoed against the cold stone walls.

I had been informed of the spy's presence, and I knew about the need to extract crucial information from him.

As I approached the cell, where the spy was being held, I could hear the distant echoes of pain and suffering.

I simply sighed and shook my head, still walking towards the cell.

The air was heavy with the scent of dampness and despair.

I wanted to extract information from the spy for the betterment of the members of my pack, since our safety hasn’t been sure for...