Kaida

That night, I began mapping out my escape plan. On the night of my mates' wildness, I would leave.

I hoped to fall directly into the abductor's path. By the time my mates realized I was gone, still recovering from the wildness's violent grip, I would be in his clutches. They wouldn't be able to stop me before my plan took effect.

They would track me to the victims and the abductor's location, a win-win scenario.

I blocked the thought of what I would likely endure before help ...