#89 Leverages

Elsa's POV

My head felt heavy, the world spinning around me. I tried to stay awake, to scream, to tell others what was happening to me. But I was drugged twice in a row. Even my wolf was helpless.

I struggled to focus, but my limbs felt weighted, like they weren’t mine. I tried to see his face, despite the heavy cloak he was wearing. I knew he was Dane's man. But when he hesitated for a second and was looking at me with surprise and something else, I saw his mask-clad face. Not completely, but enough for me to realize he was someone familiar. Those eyes, those piercing eyes were too familiar.

I began to shiver, my body trembling because of whatever drug he had shot me. I don't know if because of this or because he didn't want anyone to see me; he covered me up with my blanket.

I wanted to fight, to push him away, but I couldn’t. My muscles wouldn’t respond. I barely registered the moment he lifted me effortlessly, jumping out of the window as if it were nothing. With every