Scarlet’s POVThe vision faded, and the world snapped back into cold, harsh reality. My chest felt tight, my breathing shallow, my heart hammering as if I’d just surfaced from drowning. The chains digging into my wrists confirmed it. I was still in the same cell, the same darkness, the same hell.Yet something wasn’t the same.Even with wolfsbane burning in the air, my senses sharpened unnaturally. A pull stirred deep inside me. A bond, faint but unmistakable—reaching across miles, brushing against my spirit. Then came a distant howl, raw and familiar enough to make my eyes sting.“Damien,” I whispered, struggling against the invisible weight holding me down.Williams… I can feel him, Scar murmured as she finally stirred from the deep slumber she’d fallen into. Her awakening flooded me with strength, heat, and clarity. For the first time in days, I felt alive. Powerful. Almost powerful enough to snap the chains.But not enough to outrun a prison full of guards once Scar burned out.
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