Chapter 39: Interum Vivere
Chasity’s POV
I woke up in the immaculately white room in my spotlessly white clothes. I felt like I was in a weird dream. Everything monochromatic. It was a little difficult to look at. Sharp. It hurt my eyes. The only relief was the colours of photographs of all the supermodels in their vibrant makeup and clothing. I sighed.
I believed it was my third day of being kidnapped but I had become unsure. I felt that Dante or Maurice or “Boss” was putting something in my food. Something to make my senses and perception dull. There was no reason why I should not be able to connect with my three alpha mates if I was still on their territory.
Suddenly, I felt my neck throb. Ow! I felt the marks. The three silvery marks were burning. I rushed to the bathroom to loo
