(Maria POV)
The air was cold.
Maria stirred, but the moment she tried to move, pain shot through her wrists and ankles—chains. Silver. The scent of it burned her nose. Her skin hissed where the metal touched it, blistering at every contact point. She sucked in a breath, her body trembling. The room was dark, damp, and smelled of something strange and blood—hers.
"Maria!" She heard a voice inside her head and her breath hitched.
"I am your wolf and we will survive this hell just fine," She assured me and I felt her power in my limbs.
She was caged.
But this time… it was Xavier.
She remembered that she was practicing in the night alone because Joseph told her that they would go back to the pack the very next day, so she wanted to enjoy the tranquility of the beach. And, it wasn’t
