Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Leila's pov

I huddled in the corner, my back pressed against the cold, unforgiving concrete with my eyes squeezed shut. The air was thick with the silence of fear, punctuated only by the rhythmic thump of my own heart.

I had no idea just how long I had been here. Time was a cruel illusion, a fractured mirror reflecting my broken spirit. My mind, once a vibrant tapestry of dreams and aspirations, was now a desolate wasteland, choked by the weeds of despair. Memories, once comforting, now stabbed at me like shards of glass. The betrayal, the deception, the hollow promises once made whispered in the dark.

The image of his face, contorted in a cruel smile, flashed before my eyes. His words, laced with venom and deceit, echoed in her ears. "You will be nothing without me," he had said, his eyes cold and calculating. "you're a pathetic little thing, trapped in a cage of your own making. You don't even have a good wolf to communicate with. Poor thing."

He had built the cage, brick