**Amelia's POV**
I was laying in bed, the moon was already high in the sky, the wind whipping the tree limbs around. Something felt different about tonight, like my time here as a hostage was coming to an end. I don't know how I know, but I know that Roman is on his way. I smiled inwardly, soon I will be home.
There was banging on my door, and I knew it was Travis. I had not taken the food he left at the door, and have not stepped out of my cell since I saw him earlier today in the kitchen. He was screaming through the door that if I didn't open it he would break the door down. Fine by me, it isn't my door. I wasn't going to let him think that I was scared of him. Sure he could hurt me, he could kill me. But he won't. If he is serious about wanting me as his Luna he wouldn't lay a hand
