Tristan

Pain dragged me back to consciousness.

Not the sharp, immediate pain of the impact, but a deeper ache that permeated everything. My head throbbed where I'd been hit and my ribs screamed with every breath, and my wrists...

My wrists were bound and I could feel silver burning against my skin suppressing my wolf and weakening me.

I kept my eyes closed as i assess the situation

We were in a moving vehicle.

"....should have given him another dose. He's stronger than we ...