K I A R A
I was flung back into the same room, the same bed. But this time, Nolan didn't bother with the silver chains.
He locked the door, stalking towards me.
"You think you're so clever," He said, his voice dangerously low. "You think you can defy me? You think you can run away from me?"
"I gave you a choice, Kiara. A chance to do this the easy way. But you just had to be difficult. You just had to run. Tell me, who helped you? Was it that fool Lyra?"
I said nothing, just glared at him.
He backhanded me across the face, the force of the blow sending me sprawling onto the bed. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.
"Answer me!" He roared. "Who helped you?"
"I'd rather die than tell you anything," I spat, my chin held high.
His eyes darkened with a terrifying rage. He grabb
