Weird

Dark Blood Pack

Her head hurts as she slowly opens her eyes. The blurry ceiling welcomes her from her deep sleep of a few hours which feels like many years.

Letting out a throaty groan, she touches her forehead and shut her eyes again. Her head feels blank, and her body feels so tired as though she was whipped.

Seconds slowly tick into minutes, and after another two minutes, she finally forces her eyes open, and this time, she finally gets to see clearly. The ceiling in the room tells her a different story. It doesn't look like she's in her room, the ceiling doesn't also look like that of alpha Damien, and neither does it look like Dean's, so where the hell is she?

Slowly, she tilts her head to the side, and that's when it dawns on her that she's in a somewhat dark room, with incense burning around her. She's lying on a mat, but it feels like she's floating in the air. Letting a sharp and terrific gasp tear through her throat, she jerks up to her butt and stares around the place.