ZARA POV
"Jeremy, please stop! You're hurting me!" I yelled, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own ragged breathing.
His grip tightened, and I winced in pain. "You need to be quiet," he hissed, his voice low and menacing. "If you don't, you won't have to worry about seeing your father anymore. You'll be dead.”
The fear that gripped my heart was almost unbearable. I knew he meant what he said. He was capable of anything. I tried to calm my breathing, to still my trembling body. But the more I struggled, the tighter his grip became.
We were so far from Hero that he couldn't hear us, but I still yelled and fought back. I punched Jeremy hard on the back, again and again, but it didn't bother him at all. He didn't even flinch.
"Enough!" he sighed, his voice laced with exasperati
