Hell Continues Pt. 2

Aláine's Point of View

I carefully inspected the heater. It was a metal one and quite sturdy. If I used it to break a window, then I could climb out of it, providing no one could hear the window breaking.

Maybe I could start with the window in the ensuite. It was small but certainly big enough for me to climb out of. There was the added bonus of the window being too small for Viktor or probably any other male with him. Werewolf males were not petite, even in human form. All the ones I had seen boasted muscled and ripped bodies. Werewolves were good-looking, at least the ones I had seen, although none of them were as handsome as Kristof.

Hoping that Viktor didn't come back too soon, I took one of the bed sheets, ripped it into strips, and tied them end to end. Now I had my rope and way down to the ground. I tied the end of my 'rope' to the window stay. Since this activity had taken a fair amount of time, it was now a matter of waiting until after my next meal.