Octavia’s POV

Cold water hits my face like ice, waking me up with a violent gasp.

I choke, coughing and blinking fast. My whole body feels weak. My skin is wet. My head is spinning. I try to sit up, but I can't. My arms, my legs, something is holding me down.

Then I realize it, I’m tied to a bed.

Leather straps around my wrists and ankles, tight and burning my skin. I tug at them, but they don’t move. I start to panic. My heart beats fast. My chest tightens. I can't breathe.

“Where… where am I?” I whisper, my throat dry.

Then I see them.

Nick stands...