Wake up, asshole. Grayson barks at me.
My eyes snap open, and I sit up with a start.
“Where the hell am I?” I groan in mild anger and confusion. I can barely see anything that's around me. I'm surrounded by the darkness with only the littlest tendrils of light shining through.
“You are where I am,” Grayson answers, but it's different. It’s not in my head this time? I don't get it. And what the hell does he mean, but I am where he is? Where is he exactly?
I stand slowly and begin searching through the room. It appears to be completely empty.
“What the hell” I curse. I’m so confused. I’m never confused, and I hate it. I should know where I am. I can’t fight back if need be while I’m like this. An alpha should always be ready.
“Turn around. Dipshit” Graysons Wild voice is right be
