Chapter 91

Theda POV

I slowly regained consciousness, my head feeling light and my body weak. As I blinked my eyes open, I found myself in one of the outer rooms of the pack house. The surroundings were unfamiliar, but a sense of safety washed over me, replacing the previous torment I had endured.

A flicker of movement caught my attention, and my gaze shifted towards my hand. I saw Blake, his head slightly bowed, gently holding my hand in his. A wave of relief and gratitude washed over me as I recognized his presence.

"Blake," I managed to whisper, my voice barely above a hoarse murmur. My words reached his ears, causing him to lift his head and meet my gaze with a warm, comforting smile.

At that moment, I realized that it was Blake who had intervened, saving me from the further punishment of the shock baton. It was his voice that had called out, demanding an end to my torment.

I looked at Blake with gratitude in my eyes as I mustered the strength to speak. "Thank you for saving me…"