Chapter 117

**Ronan's POV**

The second day started with Silas dragging me from my cell before dawn.

My body screamed in protest as the shadow wolves hauled me upright. Every muscle felt like it had been torn apart and put back together wrong. The wounds from yesterday had scabbed over, but each movement cracked them open again, sending fresh streams of blood down my arms and chest.

"Good morning, my friend," Silas said, his voice gentle and concerned. "I hope you ...