Sam’s POV
I dreamed I was still in the dungeons, that those men were laughing as they stripped me of my dignity as well as my clothes. Tears filled my eyes about what those guards did to me down there, and when I woke to the smell of something I didn’t recognize.
I sat up, terrified that my rescue was a dream. As I fought with the bedsheets, I remembered what happened later that day, about Caspian and the mate bond. It had to have been real. As I calmed myself, I heard running water and Reagan cursing from the bathroom. I was definitely awake, if he were here.
Yesterday was extreme, and I’m still not fully sure that I understood everything that happened. While I waited for Reagan, I lay back on the bed and talked to Zola about Caspian. He seemed nice, but so did Axel in the begin
