SEVEN

Shira was woken from her unconsciousness with a bucket of water that was dumped on her. She opened her eyes, gasping for breath, and because she was just waking from a faint, she was a bit confused. For a few seconds, she thought that she was drowning – and her hands were tied so that she could not swim.

Then she remembered all that happened. Her hands were actually tied, to a nearby tree stump, and she looked up in sad defeat at the male who had dumped the water on her. Her head ached, her whole body hurt, and she remembered again that she had not eaten since the morning.

‘’Well tell me how ya is going ta fight me now little witch.’’ The werewolf she had bit said, smiling down at her with evil humor gleaming in his eyes.

Shira tried to pull herself up, but she realized her legs were tied as well to another branch of the tree. She lay there, spread-eagled and vulnerable, while the male told her in his broken Renaki accent, all the things he was going to do to her, and what th