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There was grass at that lower level. Grass. More grass. A big forest. She appeared to be inside a massive cave system that was situated right in the middle of no man’s land. From what she could tell, she was in the middle of the desert. She was aware that caverns could be excavated and transformed into houses or even hotels, but she never imagined that the interior of these structures could be designed to give the appearance of being so hospitable and up to date. At one point, she had the impression that she was still in California due to certain circumstances, but she also had the impression that taking a taxi back to her house would be quite expensive. It is fortunate that the person who kidnapped her had a lot of money. Especially when one takes into consideration the fact that there did not appear to be any sign of her handbag anywhere that it could be located. If there was a joke involved, she did not get it at all even if it was intended to be funny.

She steadied herself by straightening out her hair, which was the source of her misery because it couldn’t seem to decide what shade of blonde it wanted to be, and then she made her way toward the exit on unsteady legs. Her hair was the source of her misery because it couldn’t seem to determine what shade of blonde it wanted to be. It’s possible that she would have been more cautious if she hadn’t been so irritated, groggy, and confused at the time. Aside from that, she reasoned that if these wolves had any intention of hurting her, they would have already done so, and if they had intended to hurt her in the first place, they most certainly would not have allowed her to sleep on such a comfortable bed in such an elaborate chamber in the first place. She concluded that these wolves did not have any intention of hurting her.

She gave the door handle a pull, but to her utter disbelief and frustration, the door had already been locked. Locked? She was so excited that she yelled “Hello!” as she pounded on the door very loudly. No answer. “Helloooooooooo!” There has been no alteration.

To summarize, she was held captive within a peculiar region that was inhabited by peculiar shifters, and the region itself was peculiar. Her wolf was very angry as a consequence of this. Any shapeshifter who was confined in a small space would experience irritation and agitation as a result of the confinement. “Hello! This is what the person holding you captive wants to say to you! “For the love of god, please allow me to come in!”

The turning of a key was followed by a measured manner in which the door was opened, and it was accompanied by a laugh the whole time. When Louve found herself face to face, or more accurately face to chest, with it, she was confronted with something that could only be described as a living, breathing mountain. Louve was unable to find a better way to describe what she saw. There is a second wolf here. In response to his cocky and sly grin, she raised an eyebrow and wondered what on earth could possibly be so hilarious about it.

“You’re awake. Good.”

“Which of the many various sorts of dwarfs do you feel you are?” “What do you think your height is?” She was a sarcastic person, and when she became angry, her sarcasm took on a life of its own and became more cruel. She was a real pain in the neck. Despite the fact that the situation did not call for the telling of jokes, she was a sarcastic piece of work. Despite the fact that the setting did not call for the telling of jokes.

The grin that had been on his face before to this became even wider. The message I received said, “The Alpha would love to have a chat with you.” You may question, “And the Alpha of What…?” in response to this statement.

Winking at the audience, he demonstrated his comprehension. “Go along the same path that I did.”

Louve rolled her eyes at his superior air as they continued on together as they following him into a tunnel that went farther into the mountain, and as they did so, she joined him. She was able to piece together that it was really a network of tunnels, much like a giant ant colony, when she saw that the path sometimes divided into two distinct routes here and there. This gave her the idea that it was actually a network of tunnels. The walls were the same light cream color as the ones in the bedroom, and the surface of the walls was so smooth that it gave the sensation that the walls were soft. Her wolf was going utterly nuts as a consequence of the bizarre and peculiar scents, and he urged that Louve investigate the area because he wanted to know what was going on. Could you kindly explain me where I am and how I got here? I can’t express how grateful I am.

The saying "Everything will become evident in only a little time” was illustrated by him.

As she put it, “Should we talk about how I got here?” Her tone was tense, and it seemed like she was annoyed. They informed me that “The Alpha” would provide me with all of the information that I need.

She was unable to stop herself from uttering a low growl, which, for some inexplicable reason, seemed to make him chuckle.

Once they had almost reached their target, Mountain Man flung wide a massive black door for her to walk through so that they could continue with their journey. They had not yet arrived at their destination. They had just entered a large kitchen with an open floor plan that included wood cabinets, platinum equipment, and a countertop crafted from black marble. The kitchen was stunningly cutting-edge in terms of both design and functionality at the same time. The room was rather vast, and in the middle of it was a dining table made of wood that was quite huge. Several male wolf shifters could be seen milling around the area’s perimeter, namely around the table. As soon as she walked into the room, everyone’s attention was immediately pulled in her direction. She was able to identify the people sitting at the table after the throng separated to make room for her to pass. Her lower jaw was dangerously close to making contact with the floor at that moment.