The Alpha's Mysterious Daughter 24.
{Kayla's POV}
I've always been the heavy sleeper type of person. I love sleeping and I've developed this –Phile called Clinophile which means a lover of reclining or simply loves to lie on bed. But with my head throbbing and the anxiety eating me, it was almost impossible for me to sleep. I was tossing and turning, trying to find a good posture for me to sleep in but none worked at all. My eyelids were heavy and I didn't want to open my eyes.
So I ended up in a fetal position, clutching on my stomach. The cold floor against my back worsen up my situation. I was shivering and my teeth were chattering due to the coldness I'm feeling. Nevertheless, I tried recalling what happened, regaining my senses.
Dark Monarchy attacked our pack. And we've been held captive.
My forehead drew together in perplexity when I heard a continuous clattering of keys.