Jessica/tessa pov.I wake up shivering, my body pressed against cold, damp stone. My head pounds, and my wrists and ankles burn where ropes bite into my skin. I tug, but they don’t budge, silver threads woven into the cords, I can tell.I can’t feel my wolf, struggling against the rope is pointless. It would only make me weaker without my wolf. What about the soldiers? Did they take them too? I sure do hope they are safe.
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