Chapter 93

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]

I screamed as I felt my skin burning when water splashed on my face. But my thirst overpowered the pain and my tongue desperately reached for the water that was on my lips.

A shifter can heal fast, but with the silver chain around my body, my cells stopped from regenerating. The burns were unsightly, revolting to the eyes like fresh meat slowly getting infected with pus.

My heartbeat was rapid and my eyes blinked several times before I was able to open them in complete darkness. I let out shallow, swift breaths as I turned my head side to side, unsure where to look as I heard those heavy footsteps again like thunder, shaking my very soul with fear.

I coughed, and I tasted blood in my mouth.

“Good. You are finally awake, woman.” The person said in this deep, hoarse tone—a voice that came from the depths of hell. “You’ve been sleeping the whole day. You know that?”

“How many days have I been here?” I asked; my tongue was like sandpaper and talking felt like sw