CHAPTER 63

elandi felt suffocating before she became fully conscious. The room was completely dark, but because to her wolf vision, she should have been able to see perfectly. Her wrists were once more shackled when she attempted to move them. Something crushed against her face, making it difficult for her to breathe. Something that clings and is dark. Zero oxygen falling asleep. Where had her guards gone? Within a room? Outside…

As someone frantically tore at the plastic, eventually ripping it away, holes started to appear in it. She cried out for air. He kept tearing at the bag as she saw Darien’s worried face and the glaring lights of the hospital room.

She tried to approach him while trying to fill her lungs. After pausing to remove the tape from her neck, he took her hand and gave it a firm squeeze. Christ, Leland. Holding her hand and looking into her eyes, he said nothing further.

Jake entered the space quickly. Why the heck not He took hold of her wrist. “Her heartbeat is racing.”

“Find