“You’re a dick,”I reply and hear his sigh of relief.
“Where are you?”
I open my eyes, but it’s so dark, I can only make out what looks like a large tunnel and the now closed latch door I fell through… wasshovedthrough.
I push up on my hands and whimper when a sharp burn shoots up through my left wrist. Cradling it to my chest, I glance up at the tall wall.
There’s no grip that I could use to get up there. But even if there was, I don’t think I’d make it. My wrist is most definitely sprained, if not broken.
“Sena… Cyrus says you’re hurt, and Theon can sense your fear. Where the fuck are you? Malakai can’t see anything but darkness.”
“I don’t know…”I glance around trying to find something that will tell them where I might be. But here’s nothing but dark walls and the hard cold, ground beneath me.
“Sena—”
“Give me a minute…please.”
Knox grows quiet, but I can feel him in the back of my mind, waiting, probably not so patiently and demanding updates from each of the guys.
I stumble to my feet and hiss in pain when I put weight on my right foot.
A barrage of emotions overloads my senses making my head spin. I lean against the tunnel wall, waiting for it to pass.
“Stop it! Calm down! I can’t focus,”I tell Knox.
“You’re hurt, Sena. Tell us where the fuck you are?”
“I don’t know,”I glance around me, trying to find another way out, but the only way I can see is the long tunnel that goes straight ahead.
“What do you mean?—”
“I was pushed down some tunnel in the forest.”
A sharp, angry bolt of rage shoots through me, and I know that it’s not mine.
“Whopushed you?” Knox asks with a hard edge to his voice.
“Right now, I just need you to help me figure a way out,”I tell him. Besides, I want to deal with the blonde bitch and her group myself.
“Sena—”
“Please,” I beg.
“Tell us where you were last?”he growls.
“In the forest, past the field and down a narrow path. There was a dead end. I was turning back when I got shoved.”
Knox grows quiet, and I assume he’s talking to the others trying to figure out where that is. Until I feel the spike of panic and fear rush though me like a tidal wave.
“What is it? What happened?”I ask as my mind goes to the worst possible scenarios.
I try to focus on Malakai and see through his eyes to make sure they’re okay. But the moment I try to open another two-way connection, a wave of nausea hits me making my head spin and stomach churn.
I pull back and just focus on each breath until it passes.
“Knox? What’s wrong?”
He pauses before answering. As if he doesn’t know how to tell me. But surely it can’t be that bad.