Chapter 25 ☾ My Keifer

Opal POV The room spins, so I keep my eyes closed tight. My sleep has been on and off. Fitful. Full of nightmares. I try to push through. I'm just so tired. So drained, so empty and void of emotion or thought or feeling. I am just... me. A wolf. A vessel. A creature awaiting death. And then, it happens. A sharp, clanging bang rings out and makes me lift my head slightly. The small movement is enough to dizzy me. I start shaking and give up. My head flops back down to the cold metal that touches every inch of my side. "There she is." The voice is quiet, hushed, but oh so familiar that I still where I lay, straining my ears to hear more. A dim light flickers on somewhere. I whine, shrinking back from it like it's burned me. "Oh no." A tortured, faceless murmur says. "The door is locked." "Not for long it isn't." The sound of metal snapping echoes, making my head twinge.