Chapter 135 THE HUNT BEGINS

AMANI — POV

Pain is a language.

And right now, my body is fluent.

I come to in pieces—light first, then sound, then the slow, brutal realization that I can’t move my arms.

Metal cuffs.

Cold.

Locked overhead.

My feet barely touch the ground.

A breath shudders out of me.

Then another.

It tak...

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