Angela slept almost at once after everything that happened, her body too tired to stay awake. She only woke when a loud noise broke the silence.
The past week had drained her more than she realized, but even so, she did not expect to sleep this deeply. Her eyes struggled to open, heavy and slow, and it took a moment for her to notice that the room felt different.
This was not the room they had all shared. As she looked around again, her chest tightened when she saw no sign of her mates anywhere.
Fear rushed through her as she sat up quickly, her heart pounding hard against her ribs. Did they bring her here while she was asleep. If they did, then why.
The questions crowded her mind, each one making her breath shorter than the last.
Then she looked around more carefully, and something about the room struck her. It felt familiar.
Her gaze landed on a large rack of shoes neatly arranged on the other side of the room.
