Nova POV
The shock never left, not since they took her. I am still here, standing by my window and rewatching the events of what happened earlier today replaying itself in my head like a dare.
“Move.” Ryker Stone's voice still echoes in my head as it cuts through the dungeon like a blade.
Nobody moved.
I stood frozen near the wall while he tore Ayla's chains apart like they weighed nothing and pulled her against his chest with both arms. Water dripped from her clothes onto the dungeon floor and her head fell against his shoulder weakly.
Something ugly twisted violently inside me but I shook my head, refusing to believe that they were actually going to drag her out.
‘yes’ I smiled to myself. ‘Drag her out like the slave that she is.’
They didn't and I frowned. My father recovers f
