Elizabeth’s POV.
“Hello! Anyone there.” I banged on the wooden door like a mad woman while I screamed my lungs out, my hand on my chest, my breathing heavily and hot.
“Please. Let me out of here! Please!”, yet no one came to my rescue or even dared to say help me.
It had been two days since Alpha Tyson's judgment, and I felt like I was losing my mind.
Althrough those two days, it was nothing but silence that I was met with, and nothing more.
Silence that was deafening.
Silence that could kill me, and combined with not knowing what was happening outside– not knowing what was happening to my best friend, I was sure I was going to go mad in a few more hours.
The guards who had taken me into my room had locked the doors, and no one had access to me except for a maid who brought my foo
