**Elena's POV**
I missed hearing Declan's voice. I missed a lot of things. I missed his scent, his touch, his close proximity. Being here, handcuffed to a chair in an empty tent, the only thing that kept me from boredom was thinking about my mate. I wanted him to f**k me, and it'd feel better if I was just kidding, but I wasn't. This had to be my heat, and I did not care.
"Elena Humphrey," the woman agent who had questioned me earlier entered the tent again, this time not alone. "That's your name, right? Our records show that you moved here about thirteen months ago and rented an apartment at 1463 Woodway Street, Lucklex Apartments. We searched your house; there's nothing there. We also discovered you attend the local university. Is that how you met Mr. Murphy? Is that how he recruited y
