I’ve never seen the sons.

Luka pov

Coming back to senses sucks if your head is pounding like a goddamn bass drum. It sucks even more if your vision is blurry and something bright shines at you, so opening your already tear-filled eyes is close to impossible. And worst of all - those two things make the headache ten times worse.

For some reason, my whole body is in pain. Even my damn toes, and if it’s possible, my hair.

I have no idea where I am, but it is clear I am tied to something. Possibly a tree since I’m upright. Although I am no expert, I believe I’m chained and tied to the object because I can feel something as heavy as metal against my skin and something more.

God, if Lenox were here, he would know. My brother is oddly good at materials and all that shit.

Honestly, this makes little to no sense. Does someone really have to ensure I won’t escape, especially after I was knocked out cold? Being in this much pain would prevent me from even forming an escape plan, let alone acting on it.

I do wonder i