Teresa
I opened my eyes to a mildly dark room and felt a small headache.
My body was too weak to move, and the air around me was cold and stale, and a part of my skin pressed against cold earth.
I pushed myself up to a sitting position, and the jingle of chains followed.
I felt the cold metal around my wrist, holding my hands together.
My eyes fell on the metal band around my ankles, holding my legs together, linked by heavy chains.
A clank and jingle of metals sounded again, this time, away from me.
I looked up to see a dark silhouette behind the bars ahead.
After a moment, a click followed, and the gate was pulled up. The dark figure walked in, towering over me.
Then his face came into focus.
Alpha Oris.
His eyes darkened, and he gave me a very condescending look. I dre
