Ivy’s POV
My eyes snapped open, my chest rising and falling frantically.
A dim glow flickered above me, casting shadows along the stone walls. My breath hitched as I realized I couldn’t move. Cold metal encased my wrists, the chains rattling softly as I struggled. The ridiculous outfit I had been forced into still clung to my skin like an insult.
Panic gripped me, but before I could fully process my situation, the door creaked open.
A woman stepped inside.
My breath caught in my throat almost immediately.
She was stunning—otherworldly. Curls of pure white cascaded down her shoulders, glowing in the faint light. Her eyes, a vibrant shade of green, gleamed like a forest after a fresh rain. Every part of her radiated an ethereal beauty, but there was something else—something almost…
