"Where am I? What have you done to me?" Elsa groaned, shaking her metal chains.
The clanking sound of metals became louder and louder as her strength returned. But she still could not use her powers or shift into her wolf. The wound from the fire dagger was taking forever to heal. It was unlike any other injury she had suffered in the past.
It reminded her of the time she was in a similar hostage situation. Wicca had chained her and tried to siphon her energy, making her more vulnerable than she ever was. It scared Elsa that something similar would happen. And this time, Rafael wouldn't be around her to help her come back. It petrified her even to imagine a situation where the darkness manifested through her again. What if she turns into an uncontrollable goddess of death with no one po
