Zev pov
The room was pitch black, the kind of darkness that swallowed you whole, leaving you disoriented and on edge. Cold metal shackles bit into my wrists, binding me to the unforgiving stone wall behind me. I knew exactly how I had ended up here. It wasn’t the first time, and likely wouldn’t be the last. My father, with his unyielding need for control, must have ordered the guards to chain me up the moment I lost my temper and let my other side surface.
My breath came in ragged gasps as I strained against the chains, testing their strength. They clinked against the wall, a stark reminder of my captivity. Desperation clawed at my throat, but I forced myself to remain calm. I couldn’t let fear take hold—not here, not now.
"Is anyone there?" I called out, my voice cutting through the o
