As I woke up, the rhythmic sound of running water from the shower lulled me into a false sense of security. Kael had left the phone on the nightstand, an unspoken invitation for prying eyes. My heart pounded in my chest as I glimpsed it from beneath my lashes, his words echoing in my mind. "You're mine," he had said, claiming me with a possessiveness that made my skin crawl. I bit down on my lip, my breath hitching as I listened for any sign of movement from the bathroom. He was still under the spray of water, oblivious to my stealthy reach for the phone. My fingers trembled as I dialed Alex's number, my voice barely above a whisper when he picked up. "Alex, I can't talk, just... just tell my father. Tell him I've been kidnapped," my voice cracked with fear. "I-I don't know where I am,

