t a shockwave thro

canvas bag smelled of dust and industrial fabric. She was

. The drug still coated

the metal floor, her head cracking hard against

pen. The aggressive barking of guar

an were ripped open. Co

s bag and unzipped it. Two me

her vision blurry. Looming ahead was a massive, terrifyi

all and gaunt, with a hard, angular face and eyes that held no warmt

ked his

d. They grabbed Alyssa under her arm

ed her down a long, freezing corridor. The antique wall sconces flickered wit

a heavy oak door wrappe

is pocket. The sound of the key turning in

. A blast of freezing

tripped over her heavy skirt and

behind her. The heavy

g. Pale moonlight bled through the windows. The windows we

decaying. The furniture w

own the freezing corridor, her head lolling against her chest, she had faint

t Wing," one maid had muttered. "Mast

replied, her voice trembling. "They carried her out covered in blood.

ibs as the memory echoed in her mind

She rushed to the window and grabbed the iron bars, pul

ded her fists against the th

le

the darkest corner of the room next to a massive wardrobe. She grabbed a h

came from the

tching. Like nails dra

ing. She pressed her

neling slowly pushed op

e room. Cuban cigars mixed with the s

or. The man was huge, his shoulders blocking o

breath. It sounded like a

hard the candlestick rat

Even in the darkness, she could f

found h