EVELYN'S POV
A loud gasp escaped my throat while I sat up in bed, my eyes darting across the room.
"Hell no." I muttered beneath my breath. Another nightmare! How much more of the torture was I required to keep on? It wasn't my fault, yet I couldn't escape. I had a nightmare again about being banished from the pack and Linda's death. It was Daniel's fault for reminding me.
I felt pain thug at my belly; I couldn't help the mere thoughts of them coming to knock on my door once again.
A knock resounded on my door. I shook on impulse.
"Miss? Are you in?" The voice came on again. I recalled staying up at a motel, but it had been a woman in charge.
"Miss Evelyn?" The voice called out in another tone of urgency, and I strutted slowly through the door. I peered through the hole
