Chapter 48

Shannon

“Not any chance, bitch!”

The voice boomed through the dungeon like thunder. My heart jumped. I turned sharply toward the sound, and there—standing in the doorway—was Owen.

His face was hard, his eyes blazing like fire. He looked nothing like the calm man who had left earlier. His chest was rising and falling fast, and his hands were clenched tightly by his sides.

Lisa froze for a second, her claws still stretched out, her blue eyes glowing with hatred. Then she slowly turned her head toward him and smiled—a cruel, dangerous smile.

“Well, well,” she hissed, straightening up. “If it isn’t the brave little hero again.”

“Stay...