Cathy's POV
The world was a blur of motion and noise, a chaotic whirlwind that left me disoriented and terrified. One moment, I was in Tyrell’s arms, clinging to him as if he were the only thing keeping me grounded. The next, I was being dragged away, my screams echoing in the small, dimly lit room of the safe house.
“Tyrell!” I screamed, my voice raw with panic. But he was too far away, held back by the hunters who had burst into the room with ruthless efficiency. I reached out for him, my fingers grasping at empty air, but it was no use. The hunter who had me in his grip was strong, his hold unyielding as he pulled me toward the door.
“Let me go!” I shouted, struggling against him with everything I had. But it was like fighting against a brick wall. He didn’t even flinch, his grip ti
