Chapter 77: Held Captured

When I forced my eyes to open, I stared at a blank white wall. I let my eyes travel up to the ceiling. It was white too. It had the feel of an insane asylum. Shiver ran down my spine.

Erix.. where are you?

My soul is aching from the distance between him and me. We wanted our mate. My wolf and I felt incomplete.

Feeling hopeless, I turned to examine the rest of the room, trying to ignore the pain running through my body. It was a struggle to roll over until soft, cold hands helped me. I tensed, but they still helped me move. I felt the slightest bit of relief when I saw that the hand belonged to a small, thin girl. She was beautiful.

Her long red hair fell in waves around her face and cascaded down her back. Her skin was naturally light though she looked recently sun-kissed. The pink of her cheeks only added to her other pretty features.

The first thought that came to me was, why was she here with me? Was she a prisoner too? Was she taken away?

"Hi," she said and drew her hands. "