Elena’s POV:
“Your worst nightmare.”
The voice sent shivers down my spine. It was familiar yet distorted, making it almost impossible to place the owner.
I struggled, but it was useless. My limbs were bound, my strength drained. Another set of hands gripped me, yanking me forward. My exposed skin scraped harshly against the rough ground, and pain laced through me.
I screamed for help. A desperate, raw sound that barely left my throat before— crack.
A heavy hand struck my neck. My body seized, and then... darkness.
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I don’t know how long I was unconscious. Time lost all meaning as I lay there. When I finally struggled to open my eyes, my body felt weak and heavy. Everywhere was blur, I couldn’t make out a single thing around me.
Then I smelled it.
Wolfsbane.
The scen
