Chapter 13 It’s Great Timing

A sudden cascade of ice water forced Rein awake from her pained stupor. She jolted violently as a reaction but was unable to move further.

“What the?” She said in a hoarse voice as she looked down to see her limbs tied to a chair. This reminded her of what happened before she passed out. “Shit, this can’t be happening now,” Rein thought.

Before she could further assess her situation, a baritone voice rang out from the other side of the room, “Is our Evander prince awake?”

Sylvester Cobb puffed out a ring of smoke in the air as he sat a few feet from her, the cigar in his fingers close to burning them. He seemed to have waited there for some time already, a light haze having surrounded them.

Panic rushed in Rein’s veins. The water felt too warm now as compared to the dread that a rival group knew her identity. Still, her face remained stoic through her aching head injury and stress. “There must be a way out of here,” she reminded herself.

“What do you-”

She was instantly cut off by the