My head bumps onto something firm and cold. I try to open my eyes as everything around me is shaking. I try to adjust to the light, but it feels like millions of knives have pierced me. There isn’t a part of my body that doesn’t hurt.
I quickly realize that I am in a car that is driving Goddess knows where. There are chains on my neck, hands, and legs. Silver chains, dipped in wolfsbane, leaving read painful marks where they touch my skin. Somehow I am wearing an olive green dress and I hate to think about how that happened.
I groan with pain and notice two men at the front of the car. Caleb is in the driving seat.
- What the f**k, Cal?! – I ask him loudly and I see that he has a look at me in the mirror, but he doesn’t respond. This annoys the hell out of me and I try to bang my
