NATHAN’S POV

I, Daniel, and the guards followed Erica into the warehouse. The air was thick with the smell of mold and rust, making us cover our noses with our arms.

As we moved deeper into the building, I could hear cries coming from a dim hallway. My heart raced as we closed in on the source of the noise. Daniel and I rushed to the door and burst it open, not knowing what to expect.

Inside, we found Ashina fighting desperately to keep her hands from being tied by two men. Blood smeared her ...