Alyssa came slowly awake, her head was pounding and her body ached. Even her breathing hurt, her jaw throbbed, and she carefully rolled onto her side. Her night vision flared to life. Why was she in the dark? The last thing she remembered was Arabella handing her a note.
If she could just think past the pain. She carefully pushed herself upright and winced. Someone had beaten her... she glanced down at herself, realizing she was mostly unclothed. Even in the dark, spreading bruises marred her light skin.
Fear slammed through her. Had someone... No. It did not hurt down there, and according to Arabella, she would know.
Why could she not remember? She painfully dragged her britches back into place and pulled her boot on. Her blouse was torn, the laces on her bodice cut, and her underclot
