Ethan’s POV

Pain hit me first.

Not something I could shake off easily, but heavy and sharp, spreading through my skull like something had slammed into it hard enough to leave everything ringing.

I groaned slightly as my eyes forced themselves open, my vision blurry at first before it slowly started to clear.

The ceiling above me was unfamiliar.

That was the first thing I noticed.

This was not my house.

My brows pulled together immediately, and I tried to move, but the moment I did, I felt it.

Tightness. Restricting.

My wrists were bound.

My body tensed instantly, and I looked down as much as I could, my jaw...