Gino's POV
It's been months, I think. Months of endless torture, months of enduring the silver. I doubt Celine could still feel me. I hope she's okay. I don't want her to be in any danger. The man once again came in. At that point, I could barely lift my head. I'm just curled up in a ball.
"Rise and shine." he smirked.
"You know you've been here for months and your precious mate still hasn't come and saved you." he laughed.
She hasn't but she's in a safer position and for all you know she's already figured everything out to bring you bozos down. I can't even open my mouth to speak. My mouth was dry and my throat was burning. I haven't fed in months. I wonder if this will make me go ape s**t crazy when I smell blood or if I get these silver out of my body.
For months and months on e
