C37 BOUND BY BLOOD, SEALED IN FEAR

I stared at the door, my heart pounding. For a fleeting moment, I considered making a run for it. But reality quickly crushed that hope. Even if I managed to get out of the room, where would I go? This was Lysander's territory. His people. His world.

The sound of rustling fabric drew my attention back to Lysander. He was removing his vest, his movements deliberate and controlled