LIA’S POV

It was the sound of quick heavy boots lumbering against the floor that awoke me. The first few seconds were hazy.

“Are you alright?” A blurry figure appeared by my side. My wolf kicked and my eyes immediately cleared. Derrick. I tried to speak but a sharp pain reared up in my side.

“Don't move yet,” he ordered as his arm instantly located my back for support.

“Do you remember me?” He asked, his gaze sweeping all over me.

How could I not? I nodded suppressing a groan that came as I shook my head.

“Do you remember anything? Who kidnapped you? Can you remember their faces?”

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