Page 115 of Fated Mates of the Titan Empire

It was the middle of the night. The only way I could know that was because the lights had automatically dimmed. I hadn’t noticed earlier, but they must have gradually risen and fallen throughout the day.

So this was it. I was going to starve to death and that would be the end of me. No one would know I was here. No one would know I was dead. I would die here and I would rot. Then maybe those who put me in here would come for me.

And that’s when I had my plan.

I would pretend to suffer a heart attack or fall over and hit my head and just lay there. That way, they had to send someone in to check on me.

I’d have to make sure I fell over into a comfortable position. Maybe on the bed. I would lay there without moving a muscle.

But that meant they would have cameras. Were there any on me now?

I hadn’t seen any. I didn’t think so.

I shook my head. I was scraping the bottom of the barrel with my idea. I would do it, but only when I didn’t have any other option.

I wracked my brains for another solution but came up empty.

Agitated, I rolled onto my side with my eyes shut, trying to think through the situation.

There was always a way out. You just had to think harder.

I strained myself and…

Nope.

Nothing.

I was doomed to rot in this room alone.

I opened my eyes.

A pair of eyes stared back at me.

I flew back and fell out of bed. I landed on my ass but didn’t even register the pain that shot like lightning up my back.

I skidded along the floor until I ran into the wall. My eyes were bulbous and my breaths rasped shallowly in my throat. My heart beat faster than a rabbit’s. I stared at the lump in my bed.

But it wasn’t a lump.

It was a man.

And he’d been staring right at me.

But if he was in the same room as me—in the same bed as me—he had to have gotten in somehow.

I peered around the room for the door or entrance or passageway he must have used.

But I saw nothing.

I glanced back at the bed. The man still lay there, unmoving.

Dead?

He grumbled in his sleep.

No, definitely not dead.

I crawled along the wall sideways, keeping as much distance between me and the man as possible.

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