Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 94

Annettes POV

“Grayson.

In the dizzy fatigue state I was in all I knew was I wanted him. Where’s Grayson? The last thing I remember was black

boots in the snow.

After that, it was an awful state of incoherence like I’d had too much to drink or I’d taken the wrong medication. My whole world felt distorted and my b*dy felt off.

I don’t remember the trip to where I am now, I don’t remember what day it was, no matter how hard I tried to keep track. Sometimes when I opened my eyes it felt like twenty minutes had passed, sometimes it felt like months had. passed.

I was living in a gray barren world and I was entirely alone. For the first time ever.

Seraphim was gone in the murky woods that now covered my thoughts; she was nowhere to be found and whenever I got with it enough to try and figure out where I was and see what I could, someone would come in.

I could never see their face but they’d stick me with the needle and I’d go back to sleep. To the pitch black that I now dreamed, I couldn’t escape my life even then.

One face kept coming back to me blonde hair green eyes coming close to me as if to suffocate me. Always whispering my name to me calling to me.

More often than not when I awoke I’d get sick throwing up something but I don’t remember eating. I’d get the shakes

and huddle under some blankets.

After what I think were days of this I realized that my leg was bound by a silver chain. In and out of sleep 1 kept forgetting that I’d discovered that and then I’d remember and then I’d remember just how many times that’d happened.

I started by counting trying to count the seconds before I’d fall asleep again then I’d make sure the sun was up before I’d sleep. When I’d wake up and the sun was up I decided that it was the same day.

I’d search my mind for my wolf running around in the woods for her lost in a wilderness of my design. No matter how hard I called for her she wouldn’t answer. Why wouldn’t she answer?

I kept my thoughts away from that bundle of cloth I’d sent off. If I thought of it I’d probably die from the pain. I couldn’t bear what had happened so I forced myself to keep informed like nothing had happened.

If I didn’t acknowledge it, whatever other horrid that had happened would never meet my eyes and I could somehow

survive this.

seconds trying to regain my mind from whatever drug had taken over it. I would force myself to write down in my head that the sun was up before I was dragged back into the abyss

solitude.

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“This will all be over

but without Seraphine, I couldn’t see him I stood there shouting no one answering- trying to picture him trying to find him. Had he forgotten

long had I been gone?

couldn’t have been long it couldn’t have

“Grayson.

give up. He’d find me, he’d bring me home.

swamp floor of my head and search for Seraphine. She’d show me how to get home. I just had to find

green eyes came back to me calling my name and telling me how beautiful I was. I didn’t want to be beautiful I

this I opened my eyes and

my eyes. Silver bars faced me and a cold concrete floor.

laying on a soft bed. If not the softest bed I’d ever laid on. I

and surveyed the room now that my head had gathered itself. A screen hid a claw foot tub and a toilet. A vanity was laid on

couldn’t understand what was going

off the blankets.

pain of touching it trying and failing horribly to get the wretched thing

off.

to and a lanky man with a mop of brown hair and rectangle glasses stood on the other side of the bars. “He’ll make

is fight,”

of the shackle

you think?”

and who was holding me. I knew it was our enemy but I didn’t know his name. Grayson only told me of the father but

this the

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that

to see him now more than ever. I was with it enough to know it couldn’t have been that long. Had my plan

almost let out a sob. Don’t do that, I told myself. Don’t let it in. Stay in control. I ordered

would lose any and all rationally