Jasmine:
When I opened my eyes, I could have sworn it was in hell. But the bed did not burn me, the flowers in the middle of the room were well trimmed even though the sky outside was darker than night.
Where was I?
My brain itches every time I tried to exercise it. In the end, I chose to sit still on the bed, looking for clues that could point to where i was.
I knew for a fact now that I was kicked out of the pack and drugged with wolfsbane, in my memory was etched the unyielding face of Hardin as they dragged me out, me screaming and begging for a second chance.
The clearer the image got in my head, the more I was pissed.
I would make him pay dearly for that.
As if in a bid to throw me off balance, the door slid open and a woman came in. But this woman was unlike the ones I knew.
