***Axel***
Cold and dank, the stone walls of the prison cell closed in on me as I stood with my back against the iron bars, staring into the darkness beyond them. Time lost meaning in this wretched place, and the only sounds were the distant echoes of footsteps and the heavy silence that pressed down like a lead weight. I was trapped, cut off from everything I loved—from my sister, Nova, from my home and family.
My heart raced as a shiver of despair washed over me, each beat a reminder of my helplessness. I had been snatched away from the life I had known, and in the process, I had lost the connection to my Lycan powers. The weight of that knowledge was suffocating, restricting my every thought. Memories of the last day I had seen Nova haunted me, a vivid reminder of the bond we shared
