Chapter 218: Father?!

LIANA

I awoke to a sharp, metallic chill against my skin, my body aching and my mind groggy. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I realized I was in a large, empty warehouse.

Panic set in as I took in the cold, industrial surroundings, the faint smell of rust and oil mingling with the morning air.

I tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through my wrists and ankles. Looking down, I saw thick, silver chains binding me to a metal chair. The touch of the silver burned against my skin, and I cursed under my breath.

These weren't just any chains; they were specifically designed to hold werewolves.

"Dammit," I muttered, wincing as I struggled against the restraints. The silver sizzled against my skin, making my efforts futile.

I hollered into the empty space, my voice echoing off the concrete walls. "Hello? Is anyone there? Let me go!"

Silence greeted me, amplifying my fear. I wondered if Sara and Noelle had noticed my absence yet.

Would they have called Zaylen?

If he knew I was missin