RYKER'S POV
"Is our mate alright? How is she?" Kael kept asking in my head.
I wish I could answer his questions, but I didn’t know either. The few days I have spent here have been filled with nothing but torture and only the thought of Ophelia has kept me going.
My body looked battered due to the frequent maltreatment from Eric's guards, no day had passed without their whips exploring my body. All my muscles have gotten sore from being in one position for so long. I hated this feeling of helplessness, I wish I could do more for us, for Ophelia.
I wouldn't say I was tired of it, I had endured more than this the last time I was imprisoned. My wolf kept whimpering in my head as he expressed his sadness.
"Are you going to keep ignoring me forever you fool?" He growled out in annoyan
