~Troy's POV~
I woke up as a man but as my memories returned and my awareness of the situation flooded my thoughts. My beast clawed at the surface. Ashleigh.
A caged, weak beast for the moment. A wolf pacing at the surface, a man in a prison of my own design. Heavy chains of silver embedded in the walls and floor holding me down, behind more silver bars. Caging me in a 9 by 9 concrete box below the ground.
A prison I designed myself after Jeff had injured Ashleigh and I went feral the last time, injuring my own pack. Vince must have tranquilized me, saw the signs, and dragged me in here. In this state, I was an equal threat to everyone, myself, my own pack, Ashleigh. F*CK!
I roared, slamming my hands into the bars. The chains burned into my skin, cutting through my flesh and rubbing aga
