Chapter 73: A Familiar face.

Cameron’s POV The sound of heavy feet reverberated down the stone corridor as I straightened, my muscles tensing. Before I could see the three guards, their expressions unreadable, I could smell the smell of sweat and steel. There was a change. Everyone save Ezra had ignored me as I rotted in my confinement for days. When the guards brought me whatever pathetic morsels of food they thought I needed to stay alive, they hardly gave me a glance. Now, however, they were present. They were also chained. The tallest guard moved forward, his lips twisting into a savage grin. "Rogue, you're on your feet." I remained motionless. "What's happening?" The grin got bigger. "They're transferring you." Moved? I scowled. "Where?" I jerked forward as the guard pulled the chains. "You'll learn soon enough." I resisted, digging my heels into the dirt. "You think I'm going to blindly enter whatever hell you have in store?" There was a low laugh from the second guard, a stout man with a jagged