Nyx's Pov

The first thing I felt was hot white pain.

A sharp sting at the back of my head. My body ached, heavy as stone. My mouth was dry. When I opened my eyes, the air was cold and damp.

I knew without a doubt that I was in a dungeon.

Chains clinked somewhere in the dark. The walls were wet. The smell was rot and rust. My skin crawled. I sat up slowly, head spinning, only to freeze. Because in front of me was none other than one of the most wicked men I had met in my ...