Chapter 27

Amelia

My eyes flutter open, and I find myself in an unfamiliar place. Terror courses through me as I take in my surroundings—cages lining the walls, each holding a variety of creatures: humans, werewolves, lycans, mermaids, and more. The air is heavy with fear and desperation, and I can feel the palpable sense of despair emanating from my fellow captives.

An ache in my arm draws my attention, and I discover my wrists bound tightly to the ceiling. Panic surges through me as I try to piece together how I ended up in this nightmarish predicament.

Memories flood back—the encounter with the strange man, the drugged haze that clouded my senses, and then nothingness. He must have brought me here, but for what purpose? The question gnaws at my mind, but in this moment, I can only focus on finding a way to escape.

I consider reaching out to Marie for help, but the memory of the gunshot wound I sustained earlier gives me pause. The silver residue from the bull