Quiet voices downstairs slowly pulled me out of my sleep. For a few seconds, I had no idea where I was... then everything came back to me. I'd gone to bed early the night before. Every single day had been harder than the last, and I'd been so mentally and emotionally exhausted that I'd fallen asleep before the sun even set. The soft voices continued through the closed bedroom door. I could recognize Orion's deep voice, along with Lucien's and Jaxon's, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. After letting out a yawn, I climbed out of bed, got dressed, slipped my phone into my back pocket, and headed downstairs to find out what was happening so early. The moment I reached the bottom, anxiety twisted inside me, and my heart started pounding. Jaxon and Lucien were leading Milo, the prisoner, up from the basement. They still held him firmly, but they weren't nearly as rough as they had been when they'd first dragged him downstairs. "Damn, guys," I said. "The sun isn't even up yet.
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