Gabrielle's POV
The restraints at my wrists burn into my flesh as the two rogue guards look at me through the the bars of the metal gate of my holding cell.
"You're a pretty little thing. Too bad Leader Black is going to use you as the sacrifice" My eyes widen as they both laugh before walking off and leaving me alone in the dark, damp cell. The cell has no other opening, and the stench of urine and whatever else makes me feel to gag. I struggle against my restraints again but a soft whimper escapes me when they tighten again as though counteracting my attempts to break them.
"You won't break them. I made sure to keep those sneaky hands of yours properly bound" Jacob Blaine stands infront of my cell and smiles smugly at me while folding his arms across his chest.
"Whatever you plan to
