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DAMIEN'S POV

As my eyes slowly opened, I was well aware of how dark the place was, and when I tried to move, it was like the ropes Around my arms were biting into my skin.

"Fuck … " I curse as I struggle once more. It was like they were razors tearing through my body each time I fought against the ropes bounding me.

I was strong enough to tear through ropes of any kind, but these types were just so tight and I couldn't even wiggle out of them.

Each time, I forced myself to tear out of it, it would only sting my arm, sending a sharp painful sensation traveling up my arms.

"Arrhhhh… " I groaned, finally scanning my eyes around the dark room and wondering where I was.

"Where the fuck am I?"

As if on cue, the door to my supposed underground dungeon opens and my mate walks through those doors in her warrior clothes I had seen on earlier and her sword right beside her in her holster.

"I thought you wouldn't wake up… " she sneeringly said, before shutting the door, and with the way s