Chapter 6

Tea's POV

The wolf heaved a sigh but then moved toward the door. His eyes swept the room as he went; he was looking for an escape route just to make sure I couldn’t leave, probably.

I'd already looked though, and there wasn't one.

Satisfied that I was good and trapped, he stepped into the hallway and plopped down on his belly right in front of the door.

With the comfort of the door separating us, I took my time in the bathtub. Mostly because I wanted some distance from the wolf.

Er, Jesse.

He'd started to seem too human when he was giving me directions via our little game of Charades. And I didn't want to humanize him. He and his friends had abducted me, and they were trapping me in the townhouse.

I was not going to fall victim to Stockholm Syndrome. And sure, I was a long way from that, but the first step to falling for your kidnapper was seeing them as a person with hopes and dreams and feelings and shit.

At least, I assumed that was