Chapter 18: Hard part
(Cameron pov)
"Are you sure you’re okay?" Simone’s voice crackles through the laptop speakers for what feels like the millionth time.
I rub my temples, leaning back in the creaky wooden chair, staring at the faint reflection of my own tired face in the laptop screen.
"Yeah, I am," I lie, forcing a casual shrug, even though nothing about my current situation screams ’okay.’
It’s been a week.
Seven days since I woke up in this strange, suffocating reality where people turn into wolves like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Seven days of pretending I’m fine, like I’m not slowly unraveling inside.
Technically, I’m free—free to walk around, to breathe the crisp air outside, to do whatever I want.
Except leave.
That’s the catch.
I can’t leave.
Not without risking my own life—or worse, hers.
So, here I am. A billionaire businessman, kidnapped and held hostage in what looks like a glorified treehouse.