Alyssa

I'm on the cold, unforgiving floor, naked and bound. My wrists and ankles are tied together, the restraints biting into my skin. The air is thick, suffocating—tainted with sweat, fear, and something metallic. My pulse hammers in my ears as I frantically scan the windowless room, trying to figure out how the hell I ended up in this situation.

Then my gaze lands on them.

King, Niko, and Mason.

They're bound to chairs directly in front of me, arms wrenched ...