CHAPTER 142: HELPLESS

SILAS’ POV:

The force of cold and chilling water splashing across my face forces my consciousness to come crashing back into my body.

I immediately go on defense, remembering the last thing I had witnessed while gasping for air but I’m far from where I had been the last time, my eyes were open.

Instead of the wet and muddy earth of the forest and sturdy trees around, I’m kneeling in a plain room with white walls and both my arms are heavily chained away from my body.

And right in front of me is my father, sitting calmly.

My rage returns only in seconds as I lurch forward after him, tugging at the chains to break them, but I’m pulled back by the unbreakable metal once my strength is unable to do so much.

“Laced with Silver.” He points out just how much of my efforts are being wasted with my struggling.

Even with that, I continue my struggle like a rabid dog thirsty for blood for a few more minutes before the fatigue actually begins to settle in.

“Don’t try to fight too much and waste y