Chapter 53

It was the middle of the night when the door slowly creaked open. I heard the sound of it, the sound distant, as though coming from far away. I barely had time to scramble upright before I was grabbed, a hoodie going over my head, my body being wrestled away as I fought to breath, the hoodie so tight it was almost cutting off my oxygen. My shouts were muffled and I flailed, kicking and punching to no avail. I was well and truly outmanoeuvred by the men, but I remained calm. This was not unexpected after all, but I also knew what might be in store and I swallowed hard, my body beginning to tense. I was relieved they had chosen to take me rather than hurt my mate. The hood was suddenly pulled off and I was shoved into a seat. I blinked, my eyes trying to adjust to the unaccustomed brightness. I was in a dim and dark room, surrounded by cells and I could smell the scent of old blood, splatters of it on the walls and floors. I could feel my breathing growing shallow, my eyes widening as I glanced around. A voice came from the shadows, sounding amused.