LAYLA:
“Get up!”
The newcomer inside my room announces, prompting me to sit up from the floor. I was quick to notice him to be the head warrior of the pack as he makes his way toward me.
Before the door into the room is closed, I was able to sight the presence of quite a number of guards outside the room. That was odd. I haven't seen that amount out there since I was imprisoned in here.
“What did you do?” the head warrior asks, grabbing me by the arm forcefully. I wince in pain from the impact but it doesn't stop him from doing what he was doing.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” I say to him, trying my best to struggle out of his reach. I was already worried that he came at me like this.
“Did you communicate with anyone?”
My heart skips a beat at the mention of that. Could
