Chapter 115

Aisha's POV My throat tightened. I tried to sit up, but pain lanced through my arms. The cuffs weren't ordinary silver, they pulsed faintly with runes, tightening whenever I struggled. I stopped fighting and scanned the room instead. A basement. Wide, but windowless except for those slits high above. There were symbols carved into the stones, dark, pulsing faintly in sync with the cuffs. They weren't just meant to hold me. They were meant to drain me. I am tired of waking up this way, I didn't know what happened, all I could remember was that Brayden and Jack left and I heard a click. And then I heard it. Footsteps. He came out of the shadows like he had been waiting for this moment his whole life. Brayden. His hair was messier than I remembered, but his eyes were sharp. Amber. The eyes of an Alpha who had convinced himself he deserved everything that wasn't his. "You are awake," he said, his voice smooth. "I was starting to think you would cheat me by dying." I pushed myself up with m