#Chapter 184 Rescue

Carol’s POV Weakness. That was all I could feel. I was becoming delusional. I’m not sure how long I’ve been here for. It felt like days though. Days without food and water; days without fresh air. Days without sunlight; days without my mate. My heart was breaking inside of me and whatever powers I had left, were slowly shriveling away. He drugged me again, keeping my powers away. He stabbed me with a syringe, and I passed out. I’m not sure how long I had been asleep, but when I woke up, I felt incredibly hungover. I just wished there was some kind of window, so I knew what time of day it was. My entire body was aching as I lifted my body off the ground, struggling on my wobbly hands and knees. I gasped out for breath; my mouth was dry, and it seemed to only get worse. My memory from the previous night was a bit foggy; I heard him speaking on the phone with Katrina. It was clear to me that they were an item, but I couldn’t quite remember what they were talking about or what happ