Ryder's POV
“Where is the guest room, San ?”, I whispered as we tip toed up the stairs of her pack house.
Instead of answering me back, San pushed me in her room and clicked the door lock close making me look at her in surprise.
“San ?”, I questioned.
“Shshhhhh Ryder”, San shushed me and whispered, “After this don’t make a noise. Wolves have very sharp hearing power”, she added and I felt the great urge to tell her that I know and hence, she should let me go before they decided to kill me.
Before I could protest any more, she suddenly stripped down everything on me and dropped down on her knees after tying a thick cloth around my mouth.
What the hell is she doing ?
Suddenly something cold suddenly trickled into my navel followed by a sharp pier
