Lindsey POV
It had been three days of being outside in the elements, rain, or sunshine, and I was trapped, by the collar. My only reprieve was the fact my restraints had been unlocked, allowing my hands to have some form of freedom and the odd occasional trip to the bathroom, for although they would treat me like a dog, they would not go so far as to degrade me like one right in front of the pack house. I had not had anything but bread and water to eat and drink and my stomach growled with hunger, I could feel my ribs poking out. Not that I had been anything but thin anyway between all the work I did and the lack of food I ate anyway, but I was starving, desperate for something besides the stale bread I was fed every couple of hours if I was lucky.
Every so often a pack member would wal
