Savannah
As I bounced between being unconscious and half-conscious, I kept hearing my wolf weakly insist, ‘Savannah, you have to wake-up! I need your help protecting our pup!’
At first, I thought I was just dreaming, until I heard those same words spoken the fourth time. At which point, I forced my heavy eyelids to lift, but I immediately had to snap them back shut against the bright light.
After blinking a few times, I took in my surroundings, but nothing looked familiar. I was lying on a soft bed, but I wasn’t chained or tied up.
Despite the weakness I was feeling, I forced myself to climb off the bed covered with a thick, burgundy comforter, then debated on which of the three doors would grant me some answers. Opening the first door revealed a closet with a small
