Siara
“I send you to do one simple task and you can’t even get that right?” an angry voice shouts as I slowly regain consciousness. Blinking my eyes open warily, I examine my surroundings.
I’m in a masculine bedroom. The softness below me I realize is a huge bed with dark blue bedding and wooden furniture surrounding it along the walls. There’s a balcony overlooking what I assume is the ocean based on the scents in the breeze. None of this is familiar to me and I try to remember how I got here.
Then it all comes flashing back to me, the fight with Mason, the woods, the prick to my arm, then the unfamiliar voices before darkness took over.
I sit up in a panic, eager to escape my captors and whatever fate awaits me outside the bedroom door. As I rise from the bed, I stumble, still a lit
