XANDER'S POV:
Several days had passed, and the Rogues leader had brought us to Dimitri. I had tried to explain, to let him know that I had no business with Stormfang or whatever they wanted, but he didn't believe me. He kept the torture intense, perhaps hoping I'd give up.
The suffering we took was far beyond what I had imagined would happen to us, but we stayed strong. We had to.
Nyx and I were locked up in this cell for what felt like forever, trapped inside an unfamiliar pack’s mansion. The scent of damp earth and rusted metal filled the air. Our bodies bore the marks of torture—bruises from our struggles to free ourselves, some cuts that had begun to heal, and the exhaustion that weighed down our bodies.
Yet through it all, we held on to each other. I didn't regret leaving the sto
