Screech
The warehouse door screeched open. She felt the malicious presence inside the warehouse and the chill continued to run up her spine until she felt nauseated.
Inside her eyes adjusted to the bright light in the middle of the abandoned warehouse. She squinted but couldn't make out any faces. With her heightened werewolf senses, she could barely make out the large and imposing figure seated just out of the light.
She attempted to struggle out of the mans grasp but he held on firmly. She had yearned to shift because she was intimidated but the wolfsbane prevented her from doing so.
As she struggled the man who held her got annoyed by her constant efforts to get free and her yelling. Once near the middle where the light was, he threw her into the middle.
