17

Dawn

My wrists hurt even when I awoke. It was like someone used hot needles to draw a tattoo on both of them.

Groaning, I pushed myself up and forced my eyes open to stare at them. My vision was blurry at first until it cleared up. As soon as I could see clearly, the pain was gone.

I rubbed my wrists testily, There was no sign of pain. My skin was smooth and soft. There were no bumps that showed any indication of the pain I'd felt.

Weird. I thought.

The door flew open and Princess dashed in. I blinked.

What was I doing here? Didn't Rhys tear down that door or did I imagine everything?

“Oh my gosh. You're finally awake.” She exclaimed.

“Hi.” I croaked.

“I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have allowed you to follow me.” She apologized.

“Nah. It's fine. I overreacted.” I responded still trying to put the pieces of what happened in the past few days together.

She shook her head. “Overreacted? No. I'm just grateful that you're out of that useless pack.”

“Mmmm,” I mumbled, then blew a breath