Chapter 30

LYRA

As my vision slowly returns, I try to raise my hands to wipe the crust from my eyes, but a burning sensation around my wrists keeps me from trying to lift them. I can feel heavy cuffs around my wrists and ankles, and I know that I have been bound by silver. The silver cuffs will keep me from using any of my werewolf abilities. My eyes try to adjust to the darkness around me but without my wolf, my senses are equal to that of a human. I cannot even growl in frustration.

Glancing around in the darkness, I can barely make out a bed and a toilet. The floor feels cold under my feet. The walls are nothing more than cement blocks and there is a single door with a tiny window at the top. Surveying the room I try to formulate a plan of escape, but there are no windows or vents that I can fit through. I try to wiggle my hands out of the cuffs, but I know that I will not be able to escape them without breaking my thumbs. Even though the cuffs burn against my ankles I test t