Chapter 28 Stay With Me

• Days went by, and still, no one came to get me out of the dark hole in which they had left me alone. By the seventh day, I'd given up hope of anyone coming to retrieve me. Did the pack not realize that I was gone? Or had Saint made them see what a monster I was? On the eighth day, I was lying on the floor be- tween the bodies when a blinding light disturbed the container.
• Lifting my arm. I tried to block out the light as someone jumped down, and then pain ripped through me. I gasped, rolling into a tight ball as a booted foot connected with my stomach. Something metal slammed into my head, and then consciousness faded away.
• When I awoke, it was to being propped up on something small. Opening my eyes, I stared at the shadowy figure in front of me. Blood coated my head, and I tasted it inside my mouth. I inhaled, trying to scent who was in the cart with me, but only the stench of blood and death filled my nose.