Christian’s POV
"It's Blade," he replied, his words coming out in a rush. "He's escaped."
A surge of anger and frustration coursed through me, my earlier contentment replaced by a harsh rage. I clenched my fists, struggling to keep my temper in check. "Show me," I growled.
I followed Derek out of the room and down the corridor, my mind racing with questions. How had Blade managed to escape? We had taken every precaution, including wolfsbane-infused chains that should have sapped his strength.
As we approached the dungeon, I could see the guards standing around the entrance, their faces filled with fear and confusion. I pushed past them, entering the dimly lit cell. The sight that greeted me only fueled my anger.
The chains lay on the ground, broken and twisted. There was no sign of Bl
