Mia's POV
My head bouncing up and down on something rough wakes me from my drug-induced sleep. My eyes flutter open and I am met with nothing but darkness. The sound of tires grinding over gravel lets me know that I am on the move. Metal stings up against my wrist and ankles as I try to move and I know that they have bound me with silver.
As I try to wiggle my hands free from the bindings the more the metal bites into my skin. The feeling along with being bounced around in the back of a vehicle makes me feel nauseous. Vomit rises in the back of my throat and I know that I am going to be sick.
Suddenly the car jerks to a stop and I am thrown into the side of the trunk of the car. My shoulder cracks loudly as it bangs into the metal hatch of the trunk. Pain radiates down my side a
