Owen’s POV
I woke up and met nothing but darkness. I closed my eyes again to focus and see if I could hear anything. All I could hear is the sound of water dripping in the distance. It echoed off the walls which told me that I was probably in some kind of cell. My arms were spread out but my feet were thankfully touching the ground but shackled together.
I tugged on the shackles on my wrist and felt the sizzling as the silver burned my skin. The more I struggled the more I burned. That didn’t stop me from trying to use my strength to pull the chains from the wall. Whoever set this up did a good job at making sure I was immobile. I could only assume that this was Mike’s doing. Coward.
I struggled with the shackles for a few minutes before I heard footst
