Angelina POV
As I walked through the seemingly endless underground tunnel with John, searching for a way to escape, the dim lighting cast eerie shadows on the damp walls. The air was heavy with a musty scent, a combination of earth and decay. Every step echoed in the silence, creating an unsettling atmosphere.
We had already examined the well I had been trapped in initially, only to discover that the silver bars at the top prevented our escape. The silver cuffs around my wrists, cracked as they were, still clung tightly, restricting some of my powers. The constant burning sensation against my skin intensified, the silver taking a toll on my lycan.
John remained by my side, his presence providing a sense of security amidst the unknown. Though initially wary of me as a potential threat,
