Stacey
After Felicity left, I entered my room only for the doors to be sealed shut. Thank god I didn’t need to pee. I had paced back and forth so many times if there was a rug here, I would have worn through it by now. I felt restless. My wolf was on edge. Why did I have to be last? Was Gemma back? Were any of them? The camera in the corner of my room buzzed every time it moved to follow my position. Someone was watching me.
I flopped down on the bed belly first as I screamed into my pillow, kicking and punching the bedding. It helped, but only a little.
I stopped hearing the lock on my room click as it slowly opened and a man in a black armed suit entered. I sat up, glaring at the intruder. He held out two scraps of red string. “Put these on,” he grunted in that gruff voice of his. I knew that voice. Fuck this! With a furious expression, I strode over to the masked individual, shooting daggers at him. “I aint wearing that shit, Hunter. You're not dressing me like a prized pig to be pu
