Chapter 44

Lyla

My back slides down the door as exhaustion sets in.

I have been banging my fists on the door for the last hour. Every second that has ticked by has heightened my anxiety. Adrianna. All I can think about is my poor daughter, sick, crying out for her mommy. The fear she must be riddled with gives me the strength I have to continue. I slowly get up, still aching from the beating I received from Griz and begin slamming on the door once more.

After a few minutes and a bloody set of knuckles, I hear some commotion echoing off the walls. I quickly stand, holding my cold body with my arms and back up. Griz walks in the room with a menacing smirk and slowly walks over to me. I step backwards until my body hits the wall with him looming over me.

"Want your daughter?" My eyes go wide and although I don't trust him completely, I can't pass up the opportunity to see Adrianna.