ARYA
It was too dark. Whatever was tied around my head was obstructing my vision, and it also caused a strain in my breathing. I'd regained consciousness a while ago, and I'd been trying to free myself from the too-tight restraints around my wrists and ankles.
Thankfully, whoever had abducted me did not use silver restraints. They'd used ropes instead, sparing me the trouble of being poisoned by silver. I still couldn't believe that I'd been kidnapped right in Daxton's home. The culprit had to be an insider. There was no other plausible reason for this.
I stiffened when I heard a door creak open, my senses alert. "Who's there?" I called out in a muffled voice, and the sound of steady footsteps reached my ears.
Suddenly, the object on my face was ripped off. A gasp slipped out of my lip
