#Chapter 484: The Lap of Luxury

Nina Enzo and I were dragged down the blackened halls of Mila’s impossible palace, the silver ropes burning our skin once again. My mind raced the entire way, unable to comprehend the nightmare we found ourselves trapped in. Just days before, we had been celebrating on the poolside with my mother and my brother. Now Luke was dead, I was apparently pregnant with a child containing the blood of a long-forgotten race of shifters, and we faced a horrific fate—a decade and a half of enslavement before our child was taken from us. It had to be a nightmare. I choked back tears as we were shoved inside the lavish guest suite. The door slammed shut behind us with an ominous metallic thud, and my eyes swept over the furnishings—the plush Persian rugs, the enormous canopy bed, the crackling fireplace. It was straight out of a fairy tale. But the sound of the heavy deadbolt sliding into place on the other side of the door with a resounding slam was a grim reminder of reality. We wer