Jess’s POV
I woke up with a throbbing pain in my head and I couldn’t move my left arm. I forced my eyes open. I was met with a dimly lit room. The smell of blood, mold, and rust made me feel sick to my stomach. ‘Midnight?’ I tried reaching out for her. I felt her presence, but she was weak. That pinch I felt, before blacking out, must have been wolfsbane. I looked around the cell like room and noticed my arm in a cast.
“Ah I see you are finally awake. Welcome to the den my dear.” I snapped my head to the doorway and saw Tasha standing there with a tray in hand. I tried to get up but my body felt so heavy, like I had an elephant sitting on me. “Oh you won’t be able to move like normal until your body fully wakes up. You have been passed out for a week.” She said with a smirk. A WEEK?!
