One week after the kidnapping
Vincent lay still, finding it was the best way to allow his body to numb the agony in his legs. Other than the pain, though, he was bored and lonely. Wolf shifters, from their birth to their death, are always surrounded by pack mates, family. Here he was, kept in a small cell alone, his only company the shadows on the wall. The only time another person came in was to give him his food and water rations for the day.
As he was wondering if isolation was some horrible method to break him down, he heard footsteps approaching the door rapidly. The scent that accompanied the sound informed him that it was Eli and that the monster was in a bad mood. He sighed deep in his throat, knowing that he was likely in for more pain. For perhaps the thousandth time since he'd
