Part 2 Chapter 2 - Elijah

I realised two things the moment my eyes opened. Firstly, I was no longer in my own bed and secondly, I was tied to whoever’s bed I was in. It felt as though my restraints were laced with silver because no matter how much I pulled against them, they showed no signs of giving way.

It also felt like my connection to my wolf was weaker than it usually was. I could still feel his presence but I couldn’t speak to him or hear his responses. Maybe these ropes were coated in silver nitrate. Pure silver would suppress my wolf completely but silver nitrate would only weaken him. It was either that or I had been drugged. Ugh, I hope it wasn’t that, who knows what they could have done to me in my sleep.

Trying to put such thoughts out of my mind I took in my surroundings. I would have harboured some hope that this was a sex game that Diana was playing if it wasn’t for the decoration. This whole room looked as though it had come straight out of a gothic nightmare. There was nothing like this in