Chains clinked softly as Haven shifted, her hands shackled together as she tried to adjust herself.She could feel the cold metal biting into her wrists with every little movement she made.

She was sitting on a rough wooden bench, her arms wrapped around her belly protectively.

Haven had barely slept since her arrest, her mind replaying the moment the guards had taken her with Lucious watching.

Her heart twisted in her chest and she bit her lips trying to hold her tears back.

The dungeon door ...