Chapter 154
I looked around the room I was in, instantly relieved to find I was alone, but that relief was short–lived as I realized my left wrist was handcuffed to what felt like a metal bedrail. I imagined some sort of hospital bed, but nothing else about the room itself screamed hospital. Not the lack of lights, the sounds, or the smells,
The room was so dark I couldn’t make out whether it was day or night. Hadn’t it been morning when they took me? How long have I been out?
My head continued to throb, making it difficult to think. I wasn’t sure what they had knocked me out
with, but it left a bitter taste in the back of my throat and my mouth was uncomfortably dry. Wishing for a toothbrush and some mouthwash caused a hysterical giggle to erupt from me. I knew I
had bigger issues than a severe case of morning breath.
I paused. Think, Elise,I demanded of myself. Calling my wolf close to the surface, I channeled my wolf hearing and listened. I couldn’t make out any sounds. It was eerily quiet.
I jiggled the handcuffs and had a momentary feeling of nostalgia. In a warped way they comforted me. It hadn’t been that long ago that my rambunctious youngest brother, Chase, had gone through an
obsession with law enforcement. He carried a real, cop–issued pair of handcuffs everywhere and frequently used them on his siblings. Sadly, it wasn’t the first time I had awoken to find myself locked to a bed. I knew from experience that attempting to change into my wolf form while in handcuffs, was a very bad idea.
Smiling at the memory and thankful for horrible lessons learned, I used my free hand to reach into my pocket. I could almost guarantee to always find a hair tie and a few bobby pins in there. I felt around, thankful to find I was still wearing jeans, and relief washed over me as my fingers closed
around the cool metal pin.
I quickly pulled it out, using my free hand and teeth to straighten the pin. It took me no time at all to
pop
the lock on the handcuffs. When your brother goes through a handcuff phase like we had to
endure with Chase, you learned quickly how to break out of them.
“Thank you, Chase, “I whispered into the darkness.
Taking a moment to take inventory of myself, I patted my body down. My clothes seemed to all be in place. I didn’t feel like that had been an issue anyway and the reality of that was a huge weight “fted that I didn’t realize I was carrying. I wiggled my toes next and found my shoes missing. That w okay. Sure, I loved those shoes, but if I could just get outside, I could change and run, and wouldn’t
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be able to take them with me anyway.
I jumped out of the bed and carefully felt into the darkness around me. I shrieked and jumped back when my hands hit the wall. My heart was pounding so hard it was escalating my headache and causing a slight roar in my ears. I took a deep, cleansing breath, held it for a moment, and let it out, trying to calm myself and just breathe.
Reaching out for the wall I carefully and slowly followed it around the room until I hit something soft. Grabbing hold of the fabric and pulling it back, I winced and shut my eyes at the bright light of
day. Still daytime. Maybe I hadn’t been out so long after all.
I peeled back the blackout curtains, throwing light across the room. When my eyes finally adjusted, I
saw a small room. Only the one window and a door adjacent to it. It was entirely empty except for
the bed. Wood–paneled walls and a wooden floor should have given it a more homey feeling than
the vibes I was getting from it. It reminded me more of a prison cell.
Turning back to the window, I found it locked, but unlocking it was not helping my cause. On closer inspection I saw large, thick nails hammered in at an angle from the outside, halting any thoughts of opening that window.
I went to the door and leaned my ear against it; still I heard no movements on the other side. I jiggled the handle. Locked.
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