Chapter Eleven

Diana's POV

I sat in the corner of my cell with my knees pulled up to my chest, staring at nothing. The cold stone wall pressed against my back, but I barely felt it anymore. My mind was too busy racing with questions that had no answers.

How did I end up here?

Just a few days ago, I was walking to the market with Rowan, planning to celebrate my birthday with pastries. Now I was trapped in a dungeon, rejected by my mate, and almost seeing death in the face.

I wondered if Rowan ...