Rescuing Marissa
Marissa POV
My body felt like lead. I groaned as I forced my eyes to open. As my eyes focus, I see that I am in a small room of some kind. I don’t see a window, but this doesn’t feel like I’m underground. I don’t smell any mildew or mold and I can smell the trees. No one is in the room with me, but I can hear people talking outside of the room. I am tied up with my hands behind my back and my ankles are tied together. I feel the slight burn, so I know that these binds are laces with silver, it is not pure silver, because my wrist and ankles are not blistering. ‘Sasha, are you there?’ I ask my wolf. ‘I’m here. Just weak. The silver laced binds are weakening me. I can’t get us out of here,’ she responds. I hear someone turn the handle on the door and crack it open. I see a
