Chapter 323

SILVIA

Movement in the darkness beyond the bars. Then figures emerged—three of them, staying just out of reach but close enough to be visible in the dim light.

Two nightwalkers, their pale skin almost glowing in the shadows. And one werewitch, her hands crackling with residual magic.

"The prisoner awakens," the female nightwalker said mockingly. "How nice. I was worried the wolfsbane dose had been too high."

"Where is my mate?" I demanded, struggling against the chains. "What have you done with Samuel?"

"Your mate is alive," the male nightwalker said. "For now. He's in another cell, similarly restrained. Whether he stays alive depends entirely on your cooperation."...