LXXVI- Bait

"Indie. Indie, you awake?"

Indianna groaned and forced her eyes open. Her head was ringing and it took a while for her to focus on her surroundings.

"What's going on?" Indianna asked groggily. She was bound back to back with Brooke on the floor in the middle of the clearing in the woods. "Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Brooke nodded.

"Where is Jason?" Indianna panicked and looked around the empty space.

"I don't know," Brooke said. "He left us here and just left. We've been here for hours."

"Oh my gosh," Indianna groaned. "I don't understand. Why is he doing this? What does he want?"

"I overheard him," Brooke said quietly. "Talking to Brandon."

"What did he say?"

"Greyson's pack is powerful," Brooke said. "He wants it."

"But he's a rouge! Why would he want a pack?"

"He wants control of everything, Indie. The whole werewolf world. He's going to start with this town and then he's going to slowly get more power-"

"No, he won't. He can't get this pack or the town. Like you said,