Natalie's POV

I stirred gently, groaning and then rolling over in the comfortable bed I was lying in. My throat hurts as I groaned because it was dry. Completely parched. I stretched my hands above me, and let out a small cat like yawn. My muscles were sore and it felt as if I had been lying down for a long time.

"Ughh..." I groaned again, rolling over and freezing as soon as a scent hit my nose. All my memories flooded back to my brain speedily and my eyes shot open.

I had been kidnapped. Injected with something lethal and then kidnapped from Weston's pack. I had woken up...