Natalia’s POV
My eyes cracked open. For a moment, my head spun, but soon my vision came back into focus.
The ceiling above me was wooden beams and shadows. I was still in the cabin, still Isaac’s captive. He must have used the ruby to knock me out.
I tried to move my arms, but they wouldn’t budge. Something was wrapped around them, which I quickly realized to be rough ropes when I moved and felt the fibers rub painfully against my wrists.
I began to panic and tug frantically at the bindings. My wolf felt far away—the last time I’d felt this way had been when I’d been in the Winter King’s clutches. My head was fuzzy, but I knew I needed to get the f**k away from that ruby and the f**k away from that feeling.
No. No, no, no, not again!
My heart pounded wildly.
Have to get out have to
