Chapter 22: Shadows Of Doubt
Melissa’s POV
The sound of whispering, gentle, mocking, and unrelenting, woke me up. The moist, cold air bit my skin, and my head ached. The whispers increased in volume as I squinted into the oppressive blackness, encircling me like a predator encroaching on its victim.
"Failure," a figure growled.
"Unworthy," hissed another.
I said, "No," shaking my head to block them out. I could hardly hear myself, and my voice was hoarse. "That is untrue. I'm not.
However, the icy, merciless chains that encircled my wrists didn't agree. They firmly pressed me up against the stone wall. I was stranded and helpless in Damon's lair. The notion of my son being away from me and in danger made my heart tighten.
An angry voice, raised over the others, muttered, "You'll nev
