Chapter 9：The Gates of Hell

Cynthia’s POV

Don’t go, who are you? I’m just about to see your face…

The blurry figure is back in my dreams. I wake up from my uneasy sleep to angry voices.

“Wake up!” A sharp voice snaps loudly. “Looks like she's really taking herself as a member of the pack!”

“Keep it down, don't let her hear!” a familiar voice cuts in. “Alpha Maverick ordered everyone not to mention her identity.”

“Would he really punish me for this captive? I'm—”

“Ugh…” I groan, blinking groggily and rolling over. All the voices stop at once.

Two Omega maids are standing at the foot of the bed. One of them is familiar from a few days ago–Annette. I don’t recognize the other one, though.

How did I end up here?

“Who are you?” I ask the maids – mainly the one I don’t recognize. “What are you doing here? What’s going on?”

I try to think back. I was out on a walk with Vikrov. It was lovely–he was lovely. He took me outside. All around the pack. He was kind and sweet and loving and gentle and everything I could possib