Chapter 51

SERAPHINA 

I’m chained to this damn bed, my wrists and ankles locked tight in cold steel cuffs, the metal biting into my skin every time I move. 

My chest is heaving, my breaths coming out in sharp, angry gasps as I watch Leone and Isabella across the room. 

They’re at it again, about to go another round right in front of me like I’m some kind of twisted audience. 

My blood’s boiling, my hands clenching into fists above my head. 

"How the hell am I ...