Sofie’s POV
Three months later.....
I laid down on the cold concrete, allowing it to sooth my aching muscles but it did little to ease the pain of my torture. I had been here for nearly three months now, chained like an animal and beaten without fault every day. I missed my friends, my family, my pack but most of all I missed Zander. The pain of missing him was near tearing me apart and I could feel myself growing weaker with each passing day I spent without him. I had attempted to free myself from my confines on more than a few occasions but the silver cuffs on my wrists kept me from popping and the guards never freed me from both. Their only kindness was to free one wrist at a time to allow some healing to occur before again caging it under the burning sensation. My prison cell must al
