Chapter Eight- Book One

Alana (POV)

I ran out of the restaurant blindly not knowing where I was going. This can’t be happening. It can’t. What the hell is this and why me? I realized how he never answered that question and where the hell is he from. I have never heard of any kind of bond like this. I slowed my run to a walk and kept going. I don’t know where to go now. I can’t stay at the hotel or go back to my apartment. I have my baby to think about. I need to get away from here. Away from all of this and think. I need to think.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I didn’t hear the footsteps behind me or the hand that grabbed me until it was too late. I was suddenly dragged into an alley and pushed into a car as I screamed something hit me in the head, I felt pain then blackness came over me.

I came to and was gagged and tied up. Lying on a cot in a room with a boarded-up window and paint peeling off the walls. I began to feel panicked and fear welling up inside of me. I began to struggle against the ropes