Chapter 102. You Will Never Own Me

Athena

Seraphina’s eyes flicked down and locked onto my right wrist, where the shackle hung loose, dangling uselessly from the chain.

Her face twisted with rage, lips curling back like she’d bitten something sour.

“You little bitch,” she hissed, stepping closer, her voice low and venomous, “you think you can get away?”

Her head snapped toward the shadows behind her. “Daxon!” she screamed, her voice bouncing off the damp concrete walls, sharp and piercing in the stale air. “She’s loose!”

I didn’t wait for him to show up. My body moved before my brain could catch up, instinct kicking in despite the pain radiating from my broken wrist.

When Seraphina lunged, her knife flashing in the dim light, I caught her with my free arm and yanked her forward, trapping her head against my shoulder.

Pain exploded up my arm, my broken wrist screaming in protest, but I held on, locking my forearm under her chin, pinning her throat against the crook of m