TIA POV
My eyes slowly fluttered open to the bright sunlight beating down on me from the window. I wanted to get up and slam those thick curtains closed, demanding who was in my room and open them without my approval, but there was an unusual weight around my waist. It was like a steel band, holding me in place firmly.
The more I focused, the more the room details became apparent. This was not my bedroom.
I was in bed, but this wasn’t my bed or my room.
The Rogue pack!
The thought of them being harmed filled me with immediate panic. I rushed to push myself into a seated position, but the weight on my waist refused to relent even for a second.
A groan to my left startled me.
I connected the dots. I was in a man's bedroom. A man was sleeping to my left, and that mysterious weight hol
