Soren – POV

My eyes flew open. I was drenched—water dripping from my face and hair, heart pounding. I sat slumped in a chair, dazed, staring around the condo.

“Asshole,” I growled.

Killian shrugged casually. “Had to bring you here to keep you safe. Raisel’s orders,” he said. “She told me if you refused, I should knock you out.”

My eyes narrowed at him.

“I figured you wouldn’t believe me,” he added, then hit play on a recording on his phone. Raisel’s ...