Zoe’s POV
I stayed in the cell alone almost all night. My mate never came back to see me and that irritated me more than I wanted it to. His presence was calming and comforting, something that I lacked in the life I lived. Everything was a constant battle every day for me and I was always on high alert.
I didn’t even know my mate’s name but I knew he was the Alpha of the pack. All I could do was pace the small cell and wait for him to come back. Back and forth I walked close to the cell door, and then across to the cot and back. I needed to get out of here but I didn’t have a way to. I felt so trapped and I was on the verge of screaming in anger at my situation.
After hours of being alone in the dark, I heard the door at the top of some stairs open that led down to the cells I was in
