The first thing Lila noticed when she woke was the searing ache in her body. Every muscle screamed in protest as she tried to shift into a sitting position. The damp chill of the cell gnawed at her skin, but the fire inside her burned hotter, relentless in its torment. She reached out to the bond, seeking Dominic through the fragile connection. It flickered faintly in her mind, a dim light in the encroaching darkness.
He’s still alive, she thought, clinging to the reassurance like a lifeline.
Her wolf stirred weakly in the back of her mind, urging her forward. You have to move. He needs us as much as we need him.
Gritting her teeth, Lila pushed herself upright, the cold stone wall scraping against her back as she leaned against it for support. The door to her cell remained shut, heavy a
