83. The propasal.

Ruby’s POV

The moment I step out of the cab, from nowhere, someone blindfolds me and gags me. Before I know it, I’m floating on air as if someone is carrying me. I am not given a chance to either speak or defend myself. I try to pick on the scent, but It’s unnoticeable.

I hope they didn’t do anything bad to my mother. I try to calm myself, hoping my mates would feel my fear and come to help me. Weirdly, I don’t sense any danger. Maybe it’s because I have faith in my mates.

In just a moment I’m placed down and the gag is removed, though my hands are held in place behind me.

“Please let me go.” I beg. But I don’t get any response. I try to free myself from the persons grip, but they are too strong for me. Why is my life always so dramatic?

“What do you want from me?” I ask, slowly their grip on me loosens, the blindfold comes off too, and suddenly, I’m blinded by the lights the moment my eyes open, I can’t even tell where I am. I start backing away trying to find an exit or