I woke up with a start. It was freezing cold and reeked of mould. I was laying on a mattress with a thin blanket over me, not even an omega would be treated this way. I felt furious with whoever had bought me to this hell hole. It must be some sort of joke. I managed to sit myself up and tried to stretch out my body but my hands were immediately pulled back to the wall. That’s when I realised I was chained. What the hell.
“Jackson!” I yelled. Nobody called back or came. It was as if I were alone, abandoned in this dreadful dungeon.
A few moments passed by and I heard what sounded like steps, a door opening then muffled voices. I laid down and listened carefully, not daring to so much as breath.
“I wanted her dead.” The voice whispered in a low growl.
My heart was thumping away like
