Chapter 82

Laura POV

No. This can’t be real. I must be dead. There is no explanation.

A smirk covers Julia’s lips as she stops in front of me, a freshly manicured hand on her hip. “Well, well…” Her voice echoes around the derelict room. “What do we have here?”

I remain silent, flicking my eyes between hers sharply. My pulse pounds against my neck, and I clench my hands together to stop them from trembling around the chains.

She bends down to my level and analyzes my face. “A human,” she exhales with a sour laugh. “That makes this a thousand times better.

I thought Maxwell’s mate would be a warrior, an Alpha’s daughter, or a legacy. But no, she’s nothing but a worthless human with no strength whatsoever.”

What’s going on? My head spins.

“What do you want from me, Julia?”

Her eyes flare at me. “Ah, I’m relieved you know who I am. Maxwell talks about me, huh?”

My jaw clenches at her patronizing tone. The drugs that pump around my system are forcing bile up my throat, but I push it down before I s