Chapter 30
I have no clue how long I lay unconscious, and even when I woke something wasn’t quite right. Because my memories were crystal-clear, promising that people I loved were being harmed due to my mere existence. But despite the vivid mental images of Becca’s half-shifted body and Sebastien’s capture...I found I really didn’t care.
Instead, I stood up slowly, taking in the empty space that loomed dimly around me. Night had fallen while I drifted in and out of consciousness, and lack of streetlights outside the windows suggested I’d been taken somewhere outside the city while I slept. Still, wolf-assisted eyes made it easy to pick out stainless-steel counters, a deep sink, and a quality oven. I might have been kidn*pped, but I’d somehow landed in a twisted version of my childhood pa
