A Desperate Gamble

Chapter Twenty-Eight

A Desperate Gamble

Zara's Pov...

I yanked at the chains again, gritting my teeth as the cold metal bit into my wrists. My muscles burned, screaming in protest, but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I have to get these things off of me.

I had to get out.

I had to fight.

I had to break free no matter what.

"It's useless," Vorgris sighed.

"No," I growled, pulling harder. "Ut not useless if i try harder"

But the bindings didn't budge.

I let out a frustrated breath, falling back against the cold stone wall. My pulse pounded in my ears, but it wasn't from exhaustion.

It was from Lior's words.

It was the way he said it as if it was all true.

"Hunter is your rival. You have to end him before he end you"

That Ridiculous. So Impossible. There is no way that is true.