My lips are swollen and my entire body hurts. Ryan is fast asleep beside me. I've been trying to get up, but every time he shifts I lie back down. I didn't fear him before, not really. But now, I most certainly do. The things he did to me...I'll never forget. It's etched on my memory. I always knew he could be controlling and at times, a little evil, but everything he did to me surpasses that. I never thought he had it in him. This man—wolf—could very well kill me. I haven't heard anything about Kilian. I don't know if he's been caught or if he escaped. I have no idea of how many wolves Ryan sent after him. I don't know if he would stand a chance against a dozen. I pray that he made it out, that by some miracle he managed to outrun them. I'd rather endure this hell with Ryan for an et

