"That was very brave and very stupid."
I woke up in a cell. Again. But this one was different from the Council prison. The walls were carved from stone that seemed to absorb light. Silver runes glowed faintly, covering every surface. The air itself felt heavy with magic that pressed against my skin like a weight.
Sienna sat outside the cell, watching me through the bars. Her eyes were normal again, violet instead of black, but she looked exhausted.
"Where am I?" I asked, my voice hoarse.
"Somewhere very old. Very protected. A place that even your mate won't be able to find." She sighed. "For what it's worth, I didn't want this. But I don't have a choice."
"Everyone has a choice."
"Not when your life is bound to someone else's will. Not when they hold your soul as collateral for your
