Sierra's POV
My eyes gradually open. Everything is so bright and so painful. I wish my sight were restricted again.
I don't know how long I've been lying here looking like this, but by the looks on everyone's faces, it's been a while.
'Can I simply play possum?' I ask Mina as I gain my bearings and feel the burn in my body from lying still for god knows how long.
'What is playing possum?'
I'm just about to answer her when a deeper voice cuts in.
'When possums feel threatened or frightened, they play pass out or dead.'
I hear my wolf's small chuckle, but when I open my eyes once again, I see Nikolai's closed-off expression.
"Too soon?" I practically ask the ceiling.
"Too f*****g soon, Sierra", he snaps, and if the wince I must pull is any indication, he's being too loud; his ha
