POV Natalina
As the minutes tick by, my brain still isn't able to comprehend what has happened. My thoughts take over as I lie here bound to the headboard. From what I can feel the ropes are free from wolfspane, but they are tied tightly.
My wrist are raw and bleeding from my several attempts of trying to break myself free. The blood is trickling on to the grey sheets. My wolf is starting to get pissed and restless, if I am unable to get free from these ropes she will be shifting. On top of it, the pain from all those nights play in my head. T
hey must not care about having a mate, just the power. As I lie here I think about my parents. I wonder if they are looking for me, or how long it took for them to find out I was missing. At the same time I am pleased to being out of that
