Zion's POV
The nausea hit me like a physical blow.
It was the kind of revulsion that seeped into my bones, spreading through my entire being like poison. The laptop screen displayed footage that would haunt me forever. Jelly, my beloved sister, trapped in a room filled with predators while the camera captured every horrific moment. Beside her, completely helpless, was Coleman, her former mate. Heavy chains bound him in place, forcing him to witness the nightmare. Blood streaked down his battered face, his features contorted in agony as he struggled against his restraints like a caged animal. His anguish rang out as clearly as hers.
I couldn't bear another second.
I slammed the laptop shut and shoved it across the table with such force that it nearly crashed to the floor.
