Kenna:
Waking up, my body is cold, and the ground I am lying upon is damp. Trying to move my arms, I realize that they are chained onto the ground upon which I am lying. Trying to reorient myself as to how I came to be in this position, I remember that I was taken by Aiden’s brother Jax. I haven’t been harmed in anyway, which is good to know. Now I just have to figure out how to escape. Twisting my hands, I know that I won’t be able to slide them out of the cuffs, and yanking on the chains lets me know that my strength is not enough to pull them out of their brackets. Sitting indian style on the ground, I begin to think logically of how I can escape, knowing my strength isn’t my best quality. I’ve been in tight spots before, and it is just a matter of finding the kink in the armour, so to
