Chapter 47

Angel’s POV I coughed as I tasted his tainted blood on my tongue. "You bitch," the rogue hissed, glaring daggers at me. "Why hasn't she shifted yet? That was enough wolfsbane to knock both of us out," the other rogue holding me down growled. "Give her another dose, now! I promised the boss that we would bring her back alive, but she's really pushing it." He quickly took off his shirt and wrapped it around his wounded arm. I'm so sorry, Dante, I thought, feeling another sharp poke in my neck. With my heart heavy with guilt, I reluctantly slipped into the darkness. I rubbed my eyes, my vision slowly returning as I blinked against the dim artificial lighting in the room. Taking in my surroundings, I noticed that I was all alone in a dark, muggy space. A shiver creeps up my spine as I realize that this is either a basement or a dungeon. As I glanced down, I realized with horror that I was naked except for a silver collar around my neck. The metal burned my skin. The pain wasn't unbearabl