I was taken to a cold room. Tied up, and knocked out. By the time I opened my eyes, I saw that I was still blindfolded.
I immediately reached for my magic. I could burn the ropes very easily, and escape, except that I couldn’t feel anything. I felt weaker too, barely able to lift my fingers.
What did they to me?
I heard the door open, and then closed. A powerful footste echoed in the room, as it approached me. I sniffed, trying to grasp a scent or anything. But it were as though my wolf senses were blocked.
Rae? I called out and received no answer. But she was there. Weak, just like I was.
“Who are you?” I asked, looking in front of me. My legs were bound so I couldn’t move an inch. And it seemed as though, I’d been placed on a bed.
Rough fingers lifted my chin up, as if surveying
