Allison's POV
The room was pitch black when I regained consciousness.
My neck ached with a throbbing pain, and my head felt heavy as lead. When I tried to sit up to rub my temples, I discovered my hands and feet were bound.
I slowly maneuvered myself upright and surveyed my surroundings. I was in what appeared to be an abandoned shipping container converted into some kind of living space. Trash and debris littered the floor, and only a small window offered any connection to the outside world. Through it, I could see nothing but darkness—deep, impenetrable night.
*Jasmine?* I called to my wolf internally, but felt only a distant, muted presence. Whatever they'd injected me with had temporarily weakened our bond.
I scooted toward the edge of the bed, hoping to use the metal
