“Don’t worry, I’ll change that.” He whispered, his lips pressing a chilling kiss against the back of my neck. Tremors ran through me, a foreboding sense of danger lingering.

He moved away, wiping the blood from his nose, and a crazy glint danced in Silas's eyes. Panic gripped me, and I shot up. "Where are you going?" I pleaded, the chains rattling. He walked to the door, limping yet he held the power to twist the fate. Something terrible was going to happen.

His eyes wild and crazed turned to me. "You said love can't be controlled, just trying to prove you wrong." His hand twisted the doorknob, and anxiety...