OPAL

I had a feeling something strange was happening, which is why the rogue leader became so agitated and ordered me to be dragged to the car outside.

Now, we're in the car. He's on the wheel, the dark-haired woman named Cassie is in the passenger's seat, and I'm in the back with a bulky man on either side of me. It's times like these when I hoped that I would be stronger. Then, I'd have no issue breaking free.

But the chain tying my wrists together has traces of silver, and that prevents ...