ISABEL'S POV
I didn’t know how long I had been unconscious, but when I opened my eyes, I was lying on the cold cement floor of the cell. The damp air hit my face, along with the smell of blood and rotting flesh, and I coughed hard.
My eyes slowly moved around my surroundings, and it took me a moment to remember where I was and how I ended up here. The underground dungeon. I was back in Blood Moon territory.
The dim light flickered from the hallway, casting shadows across the walls.
I tried to move, but my body refused, every nerve firing in agony. My wrists and ankles were raw from where they had been bound, and the wounds on my back burned with each slight movement from where the guards had thrown me roughly against the wall when they first brought me in here.
For a moment, I thought
