WARNING: This chapter contains mature, sensitive, and graphic content not suitable for young or sensitive readers. Please proceed at your own risk.
SERAPHINA "Sera" MORTEZ'S POINT OF VIEW
Darkness swallows me whole—so thick it might as well be the blindness I knew once. Fabric wraps tight around my eyes; they've blindfolded me. My hands won't move-bound fast, something heavy pulling at my wrists.
Where am I? I blacked out after Hera pressed a cloth over my face-sickly sweet, cloying-and now I have no clue where they've brought me. Fear claws cold and sharp at my chest, relentless as a tide.
This isn't normal. I knew that the moment Hera reappeared, with her threats and now... this. Abduction is the only word for it-drugged, carried to some place I can't recognize.
"Please, Lord-let my boys be safe. Let Lucian or the others have found them by now," I whisper, staring into the void before me.
