*********Trigger Warning Torture***************
Lisa POV
This can't be happening. How could she get a wolf and an Alpha mate? How could that b**ch Della know all that my father and I had done? A maniacal laugh has my eyes flying open. Where the f**k am I? I try to move my hands, but thick chains hold them in place. I look around and fear grips me when my eyes meet a set as black as night. When I finally take in the woman's complete appearance, I pull against the chains.
"I'm glad to see you're awake. I was just about to give you a wake-up call that you wouldn't have enjoyed," she says, moving to stand in front of me. The woman is covered in scars. Her skin is gray. Her black hair looks like it hasn't been combed in years. Her clothes are ripped, and her eyes look dead. "Who are you?"
