Ivy’s POV
My eyes snapped open, my chest rising and falling frantically.
The moment I woke, I felt the cold bite of metal against my wrists and ankles. Chains. Again.
My body ached, my head swam, but it was the collar around my neck that burned the most. A cruel reminder that my wolf was trapped, silenced.
I rattled the chains, yanking at them as fury flooded through me. My voice came out raw, shaking with rage.
“You killed her!” I screamed, my body jerking against the restraints. The memory of the vision burned behind my eyes, searing itself into my soul. Nyxara. Her pain. Her death. I had seen it. I had felt it. And the monster who had done it was standing right in front of me.
The king.
He was here. Watching me with a dark, satisfied smirk. Beside him stood the man who
