Chapter 26: Sadistic

Emily

My eyes slowly opened, and I felt slightly groggy, remembering what happened back at my apartment. I realized to my dismay that I wasn’t home anymore but somewhere else. And worse, Baltazar sat on a chair a couple of feet away from me, smoking a cigar and holding a glass of what looked like wine in his other hand. He rocked in his chair, gazing at me and smiling.

“Wakey wakey,” he said. “Eggs and bakey.”

I tried moving my hands, but I noticed that they were tied behind the chair I was sitting in along with my ankles that were tied to the legs.

No matter how much I struggled, I wasn’t getting away any time soon.

Baltazar waved over one of his packmates and the wolf began untying my feet and legs but did not untie my hands.

“Better?” he asked.

“No,” I said. “It would be better if you untied my hands, too.”

He laughed. “Clever but no. I can’t have you trying to get away now, can I?”