AMY.
My eyes slowly opened to a dimly lit large room filled with the smell of nothing but dust. I tried to move but pain spiraled throughout my body like wildfire that I screamed but it didn’t come out. Realization soon dawned on me that I was chained to a metal chair. My ankles and wrists were hounded by silver chains that mildly scorched my skin. I looked around and my eyes caught a glimpse of a man by my left, bound in the same way to the chair. He was unconscious and only a few meters away. I looked closely and finally realized he was my mate!
“Logan!” I screamed but the white cloth stuck in my mouth made my voice escape in a muffled manner. Now that my thoughts were processing clearly, I remembered how we had landed here. We were chasing after the rogue before a truck hit us. I glanced at Logan again whose head was bleeding in a mild manner.
“Logan!” I yelled again even though it was hopeless. He was the one who suffered the most impact, his injuries were bound to be wild. I tr