NIRVANA

I didn’t realize I was sensitive to silver, just like werewolves, until today. I could feel my body giving out. I shivered when my skin was so cold while my inside seemed boiling like molten lava.

The cage didn’t help either. It was sickening. It smelled like rotten animals. The longer I stayed there, the more horrible the smell became.

The cave must be spell-protected. I couldn’t reach Zarah to ask for help, and my necklace was useless.

Knight was also in pain. Despite how hard he tried to hide the pain inflicted with silver, I still felt it. We shared a bond, and we shared thoughts in the...