She jolted awake, startled by the harsh clanging against the iron bars. Blinking away the haze clouding her vision, Azzurra turned and saw Leone already on high alert, his sharp gaze fixed ahead. She followed his line of sight and her heart lurched.

It was Rinaldo.

Without hesitation, she sprang to her feet and stormed toward the bars, grabbing the front of his uniform and yanking him forward so hard that he slammed into the metal with a dull thud.

"Where is Maristella?" she snarled through ...