Could This Be True.

I woke up the next morning and found myself lying on the Alpha's bed. The one he had told me to make use of last night. As soon as my eyes opened, my memory became blurred momentarily, as I tried to remember how I got to the bed. Clearly, I never remembered walking up to the room and laying on the bed, and neither did I cover myself with any blanket. The only thing I remembered was exchanging some words with Eric before I was hit by a heavy object. So, how did I get here?

I tried to get up from the bed but couldn't. When I looked around to see what was restricting me, to my surprise, my hands had been bounded and chained to the wooden part of the bed. There was no way I could leave that room.

"Help! Help! Somebody help me!" I screamed.

My screams never lasted as Alpha Ammon was sitting close to the door. He had been looking at me the whole time without me noticing.

"Why are you screaming, witch? You Had a bad dream, I guess?"

"Why am I been chained to the bed like an animal?"

"Becaus