Katarina's POV
I tightened my grip on the cold, rusted bars, every fiber of my being yearning for Dominic to burst through the shadows. His name left my lips like a whispered prayer, desperate and pleading, as the heavy footsteps grew louder, closing in. My heart raced, anticipation mingled with fear. But when the figure finally emerged from the darkness, it wasn’t Dominic. It was him— the brutish man who had taunted me before, his cruel smile twisting his face into something monstrous.
"Expecting your mate, little wolf?" His voice dripped with mockery as he stepped closer, unlocking the cell door. A surge of panic shot through me, twisting my stomach into tight, painful knots. I backed away, pressing myself against the damp earthen wall, my mind racing with frantic thoughts. I had to st
