Heat caressed her body. Not the gentle kind. The kind that hurt. Fire licked at her frozen nerves, stirring them awake, Her blood remembering how to move, lungs scraping themselves raw. Estelle gasped as she opened her eyes. “ You are finally awake, I was beginning to lose my patience.“ Estelle heard a familiar voice. ‘ So it wasn't a dream.’ Estelle thought. Turning her head towards the source of sound, she saw a pair of luminous blue eyes staring at her in the darkness. “ A...Adrian...“ Her voice cracked. Followed by a snarl, she felt her wolf coming out. “Don’t shift.” Adrian warned her. “Your body won’t survive it yet.” Estelle groaned in pain, while Adrian's eyes glinted with dark amusement. He seemed... to enjoy her suffering? Then the memories came flooding back: the Deadfall, the chains and his arms carrying her out of death. Her golden eyes squinted as she surveyed her surroundings. Stone ceiling, wooden floors and wooden walls. heavy animal furs. A fire
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