Henrietta didn't know how long it had been.
Minutes. Hours. Maybe a day.
She didn't know anymore. Or at least, she didn't want to know anymore.
The stone chamber held no windows, only the drip of water somewhere beyond the walls and the suffocating cold that seeped into her bones. Her wrists burned beneath the shackles Kael had ordered tightened last night. Every breath tasted metallic.
She kept her eyes shut, conserving strength. Feeling useless didn't mean that it was the end. Soon, she would find a way to escape from this place and look for somewhere where she could make her feel safe.
The moment the footsteps echoed down the hall, she felt before she heard them. She pursed her lips into a thin line, and being a werewolf had so many advantages over humans.
She felt like she coul
