Raven's POV
The darkness came first. Then the pain. My head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it, each pulse sending waves of nausea through my body. I tried to move my hands, but they wouldn't budge. Tied down. Rope around my wrists, biting into my skin.
I forced my eyes open. The room swam into focus slowly—concrete walls, a single bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting long shadows across the floor. A basement. But not just any basement.
This basement.
My stomach dropped. I knew this place. The water stain in the corner shaped like a wolf's head. The crack running along the far wall. The wooden stairs leading up to a door I couldn't see from here.
Elijah's basement. The place where everything started.
"Look who's finally awake."
I turned my head, wincing at the pain. De
