Chapter 91

• Aria
• I’m pacing the damn room like a caged animal. It feels like I’ve been at it for hours, though maybe it’s just been minutes…I can’t tell anymore. This room is huge, sure, a king-sized bed, a couch, and that’s about it, but it feels like a prison. The windows? Sealed shut, probably to keep me from trying to pull some shit and dive out.
• And don’t even get me started on the boredom. No TV, no phone, and thanks to those assholes, I can’t even mind-link Mia or Lily. Why? Because the walls are freaking coated in wolfsbane liquid, like some kind of sadistic paint job. The shit’s not just cutting off my connection to them, it’s sapping my strength too. My wolf, Gail, is practically whimpering in the back of my mind. I need to get out of here before she’s gone for good.