Cara povs
I woke to the rhythmic sound of wheels turning, my body aching as if every limb had been torn from its socket. My head pounded, and my eyes struggled to adjust to the harsh sunlight piercing through the carriage windows.
Carriage?
Panic surged through me, and I jerked upright, scanning my surroundings frantically. That’s when I saw him, seated comfortably across from me with a book casually resting on his lap, Garreth, Brian's Beta aka lap dog.
“Well, look who's finally awake,” he drawled, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Morning, sunshine.”
I blinked, still trying to process what was happening. The last thing I remembered was... “Where are we? What’s going on? How long have we been traveling?” I fired questions one after the other, confusion and fear twisting i
