~LexiaI lay back on the exquisitely comfortably bed that I have recently claimed as my own, staring at the ceiling. Becoming accustomed to the fact that this Pack requires many to not wear clothes to escape the relentless heat is hard, but I am seriously considering joining.Luckily for me, I notice, as I stare out the open window, that the sun is on a straight course to set behind the horizon. I was almost dozing off, when a strange skittering sound had my eyes shooting open. Looking at the floor, I notice the tiniest pebble laying there, its origin unknown. Frowning in confusion, I crawl off the edge of the bed, picking up the strange rock. Am I imagining things, or is Jasper playing with my mind again?Suddenly, another rock appears, but this time I catch it fly through the window straight toward me. I yelp as it hits me square in the jaw.Furious, I stride to the window, ducking my head out. A whole floor down, on solid ground, Grayson stands, a decent sized rock in his hand. Be

~LexiaI don't know how long I've been tied here. I'm dehydrated, hungry and extremely tired. Perhaps this state between sleep and consciousness is the real torture. Fighting at the haze that constantly surrounded me was exhausting. Maybe the neglect was too.I began counting the days by the amount of times one man walked in. He would take advantage of my weakness, and drug me, so the nights and mornings would slip by unconscious and useless. The next time the door opened, Reilly walked in. I expected him to drug me, and keep me here even longer..."Pig," I mutter, salvaging enough of my hoarse voice to throw an insult at the red head. He smiles crookedly, strolling is casually with someone in tow. "Delightful as ever," he muses, kicking the door closed behind him. Escaping might have been a possibility. The rope around my wrist seems to have loosened over the course of the past few days, but the drugs render my limbs useless. My mouth still works though. "There are two things I

~LexiaI padded down the stairs, warily keeping my eyes on Grayson. I feel bad for following him, but I don't know what else to do. It's something about the sunset that gets him in edge, and I don't think the curious side of me is going to let it go until I find out why.He walks quickly, looking around as if he's searching for someone. And the moment he doesn't seem to find who he's looking for, his face transforms into fear, and he leads me toward the front door without even knowing it. I keep a fair distance once we make it outside. I keep behind trees, my footsteps light as he strolls into the forest with determination. Where's he going?I pause, my hand against a tree I look around, catching Grayson push through the undergrowth as if it's nothing. My heart flutters with the excitement of following him. If he catches me, I might be in big trouble, but I'm too anxious to turn around now. So I continue to follow him, skipping from tree to tree like a spy in a movie, while Grays

~LexiaI couldn't breathe. I wasn't looking at my mate right now. The man who met my gaze was almost in a trance. Soulless...But so alive."I can explain..." I say before I know what is coming out of my mouth. A blush has crept so deeply onto my face, I'm almost positive my cheeks are stained forever. Standing under his scrutinising gaze, I've never felt so embarrassed in life. I expect his expression to contort in anger. I had snuck into something obviously meant to be private, or at the very least, kept a secret. But his lips curve slowly into a smirk. "Entertain me," he murmurs, his voice taunting and sly. I assume he means my explanation is meant to be somewhat entertaining to him. How mad would he be if I told him it was my unexplainable curiosity that forced me into this room? I can't imagine what the repercussion will be. "I was exploring...I didn't mean to come across this room." Partly true. At first I had told myself not to follow my instinct and go into the room. But