Chapter Seven

~ Zora

I had no idea how long I sat there being interrogated by Roman. Being completely enveloped by darkness made me lose sense of time and place.

Only Roman’s voice tethered me to the present. He asked about the pack I was from, what I did as an occupation, if I was a spy. Then he asked how I fell from the cliff and something in me began to struggle against his hold on me.

I didn’t want to relive the trauma of what was done to me so I tried to shake his hold. It felt like I was glued down but I knew my body was still moving.

“Shhhhh. Calm down. Relax.” I heard Roman say but the effect of his voice was no longer soothing on me.

“Let me out!” I shouted. I continued to tug against the mental hold keeping me pinned until I felt a hand on my shoulder and delicious warmth course through my body.

“It’s okay.” I heard Nox’s voice whisper in my ear. “You’re here now. You’re safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

My body seemed to relax at that and my breathing evened. Roman continued