Caleb Foster’s POV
I have completely lost track of days and time since being locked in this cell. I can tell that it is daytime now because there is light streaming in through the small window in the corner but other than that everything else is guesswork.
If I judged it from the number of meals that I had been given, it had only been almost two days since Freya and I marked each other. That relies on my guards feeding me three times a day. With their level of contempt for me I wouldn’t be surprised if they had skipped a few of my meals though.
It felt like a lot longer than a couple of days since I had seen my mate. I missed her so much that it felt like I had a hole in my heart which was getting bigger every day. I haven’t seen or heard from her since the guards dragged her out of m
