Laura's head hung forward. Her body felt like lead. Every breath was a struggle.
The shadow chains had been draining her for hours. Maybe days. Time didn't mean anything in this twisted place.
Her wrists were raw and bloody where the metal bit into her skin. The shadow magic burned like acid in her veins.
She was so tired. So damn tired.
"Still fighting, I see."
Laura didn't look up. She knew that voice. The one that had haunted her nightmares.
Elise walked into the room. But she looked different now. Gone was the broken omega act. This woman moved like a predator.
Her dark hair was pulled back. Her green eyes were cold as winter. She wore a black dress that made her look like death itself.
"Hello, Laura," Elise said softly. "You look terrible."
"Fuck you," Laura whispered. The words took all her strength.
Elise laughed. "Such language. Is that any way for a queen to talk?"
"I'm not your queen."
"No. You're not anyone's queen anymore."
Elise walked to the table. The one with all the s
