Azzurra was dragged down into the dungeons, her heart hammering in her chest. She noticed the needle still in Cesario’s arm whatever they had injected into him had rendered the toddler unconscious. Panic overtook her, thoughts spinning out of control.

Who was this man dragging her? He couldn’t possibly be human he was too strong. The one carrying Cesario ahead of her was a guard. Her blood ran cold. Could there be a traitor inside the mansion?

Her fears sharpened when she saw the ...