Chapter 10

Ilonka slowly regained consciousness, her head pulsating with a persistent ache. As she blinked, trying to shake off the disorientation, the pitch-blackness of the room surrounded her, intensifying her feeling of helplessness. A surge of panic swept over her upon the realization that she was tied to a chair, her wrists tightly bound behind her back, but she could not remember how she ended up like this.

A faint, erratic glow emitted from a distant corner, casting unsettling shadows that danced across the room. In that moment, a silhouette materialized, emerging from the darkness, his presence unmistakable—Lucas, the alpha of the Blood Moon pack and Ethan's sworn enemy.

Lucas drew nearer, his piercing gaze fixed upon Ilonka. A cruel smile curled upon his lips, exposing the malice that resided within him. "You are finally awake," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're a captive audience now."

Confusion clouded Ilonka's mind as she struggled to piece together the events l