Arabella’s POV
It was when my head banged against something hard, that I regained consciousness. Everything was dark and fuzzy for a moment, before the faces of two men lit up. That’s when I realised the next thing. We were in a moving vehicle, a van.
My wrists were tied behind my back, tightly bounding me to something on the vans inner panel. But thankfully, it wasn’t anything silver.
As I tried to quickly and quietly loosen the coarse rope, my mind flooded back to the last thing I remembered. My heart hammered in my chest as flashes of being in wolf form entered my mind. The last thing I needed, was to be restrained with men… naked.
Trapped and unable to break free from my restraints, I focused my attention on the sounds permeating the confined space of the van. A soft, rhythmic snor
