I woke up feeling ropes cutting deep into my wrists and blood in my mouth. My head was hammering, the kind of pain that settles deep into your skull, and for a moment I couldn't even remember where I was. Then it clicked. Here the air seemed to be colder. More darker. Familiar.
Zack's territory.
I should have known. At last that haughty bastard caught me, and now I was bound like a prize he could walk around. My feet locked in place as my arms reached above me. Every fiber in the tightly wound ropes could be felt pushing into my skin. But the place they had decided to abandon me really twisted the knife in my gut.
It was not just any place at all. No, Zack had been intentional about this. I was in exactly the same spot Elena had been tied in, the same damned place she had suffered.
My
