Rosie's POV
My whole body felt cold and stiff. I tried to roll to my side, and it felt nearly impossible. It was almost as impossible as opening my eyes. They felt glued shut.
I heard a males voice that i recognized, making me force my eyes open in fear. The memories hit me like a ton of bricks.
All I could think about was Liam. I frantically looked around the room, not seeing him. I was confused and a little weirded out that i wasn't in a cell but a very large bedroom. It was furnished and decorated nicely. It was out of date, but you could tell it was nicely kept and cared for.
I looked into the gray eyes of the man I'm assuming was the werewolf king. I guess that has yet to be confirmed. I'm just assuming at this point. He sat on the couch very casually with a newspaper. He didn't
