Reese’s POV
I wake up in a rickety bedroom - the bed I’m on looks like it’s going to bust under my weight. My right wrist is shackled to the bed and by the slight burning, the cuff is pure silver. I reach over and try to slip my wrist out, but it’s no use. I’m stuck here until the rogues do whatever it is they plan on doing with me. Desmond must’ve knocked me out before moving me here because I have no idea where exactly here is.
Remi, can you hear me? I wasn’t able to feel her before I was brought here. I can feel a weak connection to her now, but she doesn’t respond. She must still be weak from the wolfsbane. Crap. Think Ree. How do I get out of here? There’s no windows in the room and only one door - presumably guarded.
“HEY! I’m up!” I yell and try to get anyone’s attention, but
