I pried the latch open and saw a ladder leading down to a lower level. Without a second thought, I climbed down, not even bothering to check if anyone was following. I knew they would be.
As I neared the bottom, I jumped, landing on the cold, hard floor with a soft thud. The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls, adding to the unsettling atmosphere. I was naked, but in that moment, I didn’t care. Fear and modesty were the last things on my mind. I was focused, driven by one thing—Adam. His scent was stronger down here, closer, pulling me toward him like a magnetic force.
I began tracing his scent, moving swiftly through the underground space. Suddenly, I smelled blood—his blood—and my heart raced. Panic began to creep in, making my breath quicken, but I pushed it down. I h
