Unlike my days in the dark confines of Heath’s dungeon, my present imprisonment had made me accustomed to silence.
There was no loud bantering from soldiers or the cackling sound of their laughter. It was just me, three sunsets, and my visibly empty bedroom.
Heath had stayed true to his words to keep me locked in.
It’d been three days without the thrilling company of Misha or Gagarin. She was probably somewhere in a spa now, drooling over some sexy masseuse and needing no disturbance.
While I had no problem with that, she happened to be the only possible company I could have had during my lockdown.
The Alpha and I hadn’t gone through with any more romantic charades either, nor had Pierce dropped by for his occasional formal visits.
Since silence was bound to make one more aware, I
