Chapter 128. Captive

Eli

My mouth feels like I’ve got an old sock shoved in it, even though I know it’s empty. I can move my tongue around freely. I’ve had a gag shoved into my mouth before, so I know what that feels like, and this isn’t it.

It’s close, though.

I can’t see anything. I have some sort of a blindfold tied around my head. From the smell of it, someone or something has urinated on it recently. Either that, or wherever the hell I’m being kept just smells like a toilet.

Maybe a little from column A and a little from column B.

I feel wood against my back and my legs, so I have a feeling I’m in some sort of a cabin or a small house or something. It doesn’t feel like a large space, but then, I’m not sure. I wish I could shift into my wolf form, but it’s clear that the bindings on my wrists have silver in them. Not only do they sting a little, but they’re preventing me from shifting.

I was in my wolf form when I was dr****d, so they must’ve give