Chapter 22

I watched Barb pace nervously as my eyes adjusted to the dark. Toby had remained quiet, lost in his own thoughts. He had asked me about Taylor, but I had left before Cam had made it back to the pack house with him and had no news to share. Barb’s nervousness was beginning to rub off on me and I stood, wrapping the sole sheet I’d been provided around myself toga style. I needed to find a way out of here. I had been an idiot to come alone, now our captors were most likely going to kill...