LYKER POV.
I groaned as I sat up from the hard stone-cold floor. My body felt stiff which indicated that I was out for a while. I blinked in the dim light and knew instantly that I was in the cells. “Well, look who finally woke up.” I hear my brother’s sarcastic voice and that made me utter a growl in response. “We made it in, didn’t we?” I said and sat up and ignored Ryker’s snort at my words. I looked around and saw that we were the only ones in the cells. The others were empty. I looked at where my brother was standing, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, and one ankle crossed over the other as though this was totally normal to be locked up.
“There’s no one else down here. Where is the weasel?” I asked and by the way that Ryker looked at me and not his surroundings, made it obviou
