Kate POV
Macon and Angie took me six months ago. It has been the same thing every single day. I sleep in a locked room. Angie brings me a meal three times a day. Once a month, they take me to see a doctor in a town nearby. The city looks familiar, but my life was so sheltered growing up I have no idea where I am or how close I am to home.
I lay my head down every night, and I dream of Erick. I miss his touch, his kiss, and his kind words. I would love to hear him say, I love you. I am afraid for him and the pack. Macon has hardly said anything to me since he brought me here. I refuse to speak to Angie. Her betrayal is one of the worst things another person could have ever done to me. I hate her.
Angie tries to talk to me, but I refuse. I talk to my baby. I rub my prominent belly every n
