C282 THE ROOM OF WHITE BONES

‎Damon crawled through the narrow tunnel. His shoulder felt like it was on fire. Every move made him want to scream, but he kept his mouth shut. He was the Alpha. He could not show his pain to the dark.

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‎The tunnel opened into a large, round room. The air was dry. It smelled like old dust and dead leaves. Damon held up his small glow-stone