268 THE SPELL WAS BROKEN

"Torak…" Raine called him softly, his name grazed her lips with longing. If only she could, she would run toward him and flung her arms around his neck and tell him how sorry she was and how badly she missed him.

The beast kept his eyes on her and a disturbingly eerie feeling crept in the air as Raine's heart refused to feel anything but fear.

Raine put down the plate in her hand and inhaled a shaky breath as she opened the padlock of the cell with the key that was hanging on the stone wall beside it.

The cell door creaked loudly which made Raine nervous, she tensed, afraid someone would hear it and caught her there, her eyes zeroed to the top of the dark stairs, checking if someone would come.

But to her relief, she saw no one…

Raine's mind spun when she shifted her gaze on to the beast in front of her.

The white beast's condition was heartrending despite the enmity in his red eyes.