The air in the Council chamber was thick with tension. The stone walls, carved with ancient runes, echoed with Ryder’s struggle. His body was thrashing against the bonds that held him in place, glowing, iridescent runic chains wrapped tightly around his limbs, binding him in place. They had subdued him, but not without a fight. Ryder was the kind of man who fought to the very end, and his spirit was a thing to be reckoned with. Yet, there he was, trapped.
Sienna stood at the edge of the room, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him. Her stomach twisted into knots. Ryder, the man she had once trusted, had been ensnared by the very force that had been her protector, The Council. She had always believed in the power of the Council, but now? Now, their purpose was unclear to her. T
