ADRIANNA’S POV

My heavy eyelids fluttered open to the blurred outlines of the high ceiling and chandelier in Hermes’s chamber. Every slight movement I made sent a wave of pain rippling through my body, a breathy wince escaping as though I had just woken up from a deep coma. It made me wonder how long I had been unconscious from that sedative.

As my vision took time to adjust, I tried to get up but realized I was bare against the sheets, my hands and legs chained to the bedpost as usual. Tears formed in my eyes, helpless, choked-back sobs racking in my throat as my mind ran wild with...