Page 3 of Shadow Bonds

“She’s bleeding,” someone says, but I don’t glance up at them, still in shock at the blood on my hands.

The burning building, the pain, the mirage of my body across from me… it all flashes across my memory, reminding me of where I was last night.

“What the hell?” another asks, his deep voice full of shock. “Call a healer.”

“She’s probably faking it,” someone grits out.

I glance up to find the male with the platinum blond hair glaring at me, his deep teal eyes getting darker by the minute.

“Call a fucking healer now,” the one with deep indigo blue eyes says. He’s as handsome as the rest of them, but he’s also pretty with full pouty lips and sharp jawline.

Such a pity they’re all psycho kidnappers.

Dimples glares at me as he makes his way out of the room, his brown eyes so dark they look almost black.

“Sena, what the hell?” Hazel Eyes asks.

I take another step back from them, and they still.

“Again. Who is Sena?” I ask, getting more frustrated by the minute. My head starts thumping the more I try to wrap my head around what type of game they’re playing.

“You,” he replies with absolute confidence.

I freeze, and my gaze finds his. “My name isn’t Sena, it’s…” My brain glitches, and I wait for it to remember my own name, but nothing comes to me.

“My name… It’s…” I keep trying to think about my name, but my mind goes blank.

“Sena. S-e-n-a… Sena…” Hazel Eyes narrows a look at me, his expression full of suspicion as I try to think of my actual name. But it’s like it’s wiped from my memories. I know who I am. I remember the foster homes I grew up in, the horrible people I met, and everything else about my nineteen shitty years of life. But I can’t… I can’t remember my name.

Panic slices through me, making my chest grow tight. Before it grows into a full-blown panic attack, the door opens, and Dimples returns with a female in a green uniform.

“Hi, Sena, my name is Dawn. One of your Shadow companions said you might have had an accident. Do you mind if I take a look at it?”

She makes a move toward me, and I instantly take a step back. “What’s a Shadow companion? Where am I? How did I get here?”

The female, Dawn, freezes and frowns. “Sena, no one here is going to hurt you. You’re safe.” Her voice is soft and gentle, but it does nothing to ease the panic rushing through me.

“I’m not Sena,” I tell her. “You all must have me confused with someone else.” That or they’re playing some sick, twisted game. I glance around trying to find any hidden cameras. But I guess if they were hidden on purpose, I wouldn’t be able to find them so easily.

Dimples scoffs. “Then who are you?”

“I…” I try to think about my name again, but nothing comes to me. I try harder and harder, but the sharp pain in my head returns making me wince.

“Sen…” Dawn starts but stops herself, clearing her throat. “I mean… What’s the last thing you do remember?”

I frown trying to think about last night. “A building. It was on fire. I remember I was inside it. I couldn’t move, but someone pulled me out before it blew up. I think I passed out after that. Then I woke up here.”

I glance up at Dawn and watch her frown deepen.

“What a load of bullshit.” Dimples barks out a laugh before glaring at me. “Your parent dropped you off yesterday evening. Tucked you in nice and safe and then left after you went to bed.”

I narrow my eyes on him and his fucking attitude. “I don’t have any parents, you dickhead.” The throbbing in my head grows to a thumping throb, making me groan.

“I really need to take a look at that wound,” Dawn says as she inches her way over to me.

I keep my eyes on the men as she moves in front of me, scanning my face as if searching for something.

“I just want to take a look,” she says, and I can see in her eyes that she doesn’t want to hurt me. I’ve met enough horrible people to know the difference.

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