Ruby’s POV
The dim glow of the enchanted bars flickered, their eerie red light casting shadows against the cold stone walls. The air was thick with dampness, laced with a scent of something ancient, something unnatural.
I had landed hard, my body aching from the fall, but I wasn’t about to let pain slow me down. I had bigger problems.
Luther stood just beyond the magical barrier, his hands clasped behind his back, eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
I was trapped.
Again.
A familiar rage coiled in my chest, but I shoved it down. I needed to think.
A Game of Words
“Welcome back, Ruby.”
His voice was smooth, dripping with amusement.
I forced myself to sit up, brushing dust from my torn sleeve. “I wasn’t aware I had left.”
Luther chuckled. “Oh, but you did. You ran straight into the ar
