Ian's p.o.v

I stood next to my warrior who had half a glass of water mixed with wolfbane in his hand, his gaze was fixed on Sherry and so was mine.

She looked very miserable. Her lips were dry and cracked, her hair was a mess and her clothes were dirty. She was laying on the ground with her eyes closed looking very weak and pathetic.

"How long has she been like this?" I asked calmly.

"Since the day she was captured and brought back. Alpha, beta Neo told us not to give her food or ...