Thane
Aspen had broken us out of the prison they called hell, and the wolves had placed us straight back into one.
OK, this one was a fair bit more comfortable, but it was still a cell with a solid iron door that not even our preternatural strength could conquer.
So we were right back to square one.
At least here we were being fed. Two blood bags had been thrown through the tiny hatch in the door yesterday.
Not that hunger was on my mind, in fact, it was the last thing I was thinking of. My mind was on Aspen.
Thee foolish stupid witch.
The brave selfless woman.
Guilt ate up my insides and i knew it was doing the same to Emrys. He hadn't said a word since we had escaped hell. The last thing he had said was her name, and that's when i had seen what he was looking at and all those
