chapter 33

Sage POV Sierra wakes me as she shifts back, her terror settles over me like a suffocating fog, and at first, I am confused as I look around and find myself on the floor. “Why did you block me?” I ask her, knowing she must have or I would have felt her get off the bed. She doesn’t get a chance to answer when a scream echoes off the walls from downstairs, making my blood run cold. “Sierra, was that inside?” I whisper, my eyes on the closed bedroom door, she growls and the screaming gets louder before I hear it cut off. I glance out the window and see it is still dark outside. “Andrei has someone in the basement,” she explains, and I choke on my gasp. Another one, who is it this time? Was this one innocent, or was this one like the other ones, my torturers? I stand up looking for some clothes, and find one of Andrei’s shirts. I slip it on before tip-toeing to the door. My hands tremble as I clutch the doorknob, making it rattle. I pull it open, creep over to the stairs, and peer over the