Pain struck. Helpless.
That was all Amelia could feel when her eyes fluttered open, and the events of what had happened before she fell unconscious rushed to her head.
She looked around, her gaze darkening when she noticed she was tied to a chair with metal chains. That wasn't all. She was also in some kind of muddy prison with bars.
Moon wolf. Are you there? Amelia tried to call her wolf, struggling against the chains with urgency.
No reply came. She tried again, but even after a few times, no one replied from the other side.
She bit her lips helplessly, looking out of the prison, where she could see Hannah talking to Killian and a lady at some distance.
They probably didn't know she was awake or didn't care. After all, where would she run like this?
She was about to call Hannah and Killian to ask what they wanted from her and why they were doing this when she saw the face of the lady they were talking to.
