Angelina POV
An entire day and night went by as I focused on maintaining myself and not allowing myself to lose control. I felt a constant flow of power within me, like a roaring river coursing through my veins. But the cold, unforgiving silver cuffs that were tightly wrapped around my wrists made it impossible for me to release anything. Sable, my lycan, continued to talk with me, her voice a soothing melody in the darkness. She reminded me that we could do this, that our mate would be here to help us. I was determined to break free before he arrived.
Hours had passed since I last heard the witch's voice. She had relentlessly tried to break me, her words like venomous arrows. But I refused to succumb. Instead, I focused on my family, my life, and my unwavering motivation to protect this
