ELIZABETH POV

The cold metal in my throat sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to let panic overtake me. I focused on maintaining a composed facade, even as my heart raced with terror.

Suddenly, a deep, authoritative voice cut through the tense atmosphere. "That's enough, Marcus."

The rogue's grip loosened, and he reluctantly released me, allowing me to step back. I turned my attention to the source of the voice and saw a tall, imposing figure standing a few steps away. It was Victor, the leader of the rogues.

My eyes locked with Victor's, and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and apprehension. He...