Ruby’s POV
A throbbing pain in my head was the first thing I felt when I drifted back to consciousness.
The second was the biting cold.
My body lay on a hard stone floor, the dampness seeping into my skin. I tried to move, but my wrists were bound behind me with thick iron cuffs, cutting into my flesh.
Panic surged through me as my senses sharpened. Where was I?
The air smelled different, stale, damp, and laced with the scent of wolves I didn’t recognize. The room was dimly lit, the flickering glow of torches casting eerie shadows across the stone walls.
I struggled against my restraints, ignoring the sting as the iron bit into my skin. Silver. They knew exactly how to weaken me.
Footsteps echoed down the hall, and a moment later, the heavy wooden door creaked open.
A man stepped i
