Ch. 67 HIS QUEEN

Emily’s POV

I opened my eyes, feeling a sharp pain in my head. As I sat up on the unfamiliar bed, I looked around the room—the plain room, the heavy curtains drawn over the single window. It was completely foreign to me. Where was I?

There was no one else here, just me. I tried to remember what had happened the night before, and it all came rushing back. Robert had taken me and abducted me from the dungeon of the packhouse.

My heart pounded in my chest. I had to get out of here; I had to escape before he returned. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I stood on shaky legs, my bare feet flinching against the cold floor. I hurried to the door, grasping the knob tightly and twisting it hard. But just as I started to pull it open, the distinct sound of footsteps filled the air.

Panic seized me, and I quickly rushed behind the door, pressing my hand firmly over my mouth to muffle any noise. I held my breath as the door creaked open and Robert entered the room, accompanied by a pack d