#Chapter 11 – Do You Dare

Celia

I wait until he thinks I've fallen asleep, watching his insurmountable pacing finally cease before he returns to the suite off of his bedroom. I hear the water fill the tub. I work at my wrists, bloody with blisters so that my wrists slide out freely, only at the mercy of a hiss. I look up, hearing the water part at the Alpha settling into his bath, and eye the bedroom door.