OLIVIA POV
I woke to the sound of dripping water echoing in the darkness. My head throbbed as though someone had driven spikes through my temples, and my limbs felt as heavy as lead. The sharp sting of wolfsbane coursed through my veins, dulling every connection I had to Aria.
“Where am I?”
The air was damp, carrying the scent of mildew, rust, and something metallic—blood. I blinked, trying to adjust to the faint light seeping through the cracks of a door. Chains rattled as I shifted, and my heart sank when I realized my wrists were bound above my head.
“Aria?” I whispered, desperate for any sign of her. But the silence in my mind was deafening.
The memories hit me in fragments: Ben’s knock on the window, the figures in the shadows, their hands grabbing me, the sharp sting of the inje
