Capítulo 31: Chapter 31: Abyss

31: Abyss

Logan

I’m chained to a wall with iron clasped around my wrists, preventing me from moving more than a foot or two in any direction. The walls are damp and cold, moisture leaking in from above. The cellar smells like mold and rot; definitely not the place I was expecting to be in tonight.

Nicolas sits in front of me on a stool, elbows resting on his knees, arms casually draped over his thighs, as he stares at me with quiet curiosity. His hair is tied back in a weird half-bun thing that looks rather masculine on him. Silver eyes glint at me in the dim room.

“Where is she hiding?” he asks me again.

I spit blood on the ground, licking my loose tooth with my tongue. My cheeks are already swelling from all the blows.

“Where is who hiding?” I say. I’ve said the same thing five times now, and, like the times before, I receive another punch to the face as a reward.

Yellow Eyes steps back, blood coating his knuckled fist.