Fifty - Seven

BECCA:

There was no window in this room, therefore, I don't know what time of day it ever was. I knew nothing, I could only wish for the pain in my chest, wrist, and ankles to go somewhere else and not there anymore. The wolfsbane was eating into my skin.

Ezra constantly came over to check on me, he would toss my head backward to check if I was still alive. He didn't have any remorse for me. Well, I killed his mate, I certainly don't expect him to.

Now, he was here. I could barely open my eyes. My energy was completely drained to the brim, I wondered how I could still inhale and exhale. His scent was heavy, I had no doubt he had been drinking. Ezra doesn't drink, he was a womanizer, yeah but never have I seen him carry a beer.

“I am going to set you free now, you won't dare move an inch. No, shame on you, you can't!” He laughed from his throat, it didn't reach his belly like he didn't want to laugh. A forced kind of laughter.

He took the key from his pocket and remove the chain a