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Emma POV It has been a few hours since Eric left and I have not been able to get free at all, nor even loosen the chains at all. The room is dark and if it was not for my enhanced eyesight, I would have been completely blind. My stomach is rumbling in hunger, and I realise the last I ate must be over 24 hours ago, if not longer. Not that I care, I just want to get out of here. Even with the drugs wearing off, the chains are still too heavy for me to do anything with. The magic on them seem to make me weaker than a normal wolf, I am almost as weak as a while. I can barely lift my head up and my arms and legs feel like I have run a marathon. The person who created these chains definitely knew what they were doing, and if I was not in them then I might even be amazed by them. But I am not,