Clarke grimaces feeling a little bit embarrassed to be caught at the commander's door but then when she sees her little sister's face she tilts her head catching up with the real reason.

"I…I was-" Sansa stutters trying to justify her presence in the Trikru's quarters when two doors open simultaneously.

Clarke takes a moment, a ridiculously long seconds admiring the commander's new looks. The commander opened the door wearing a nightgown looking tired but undeniably beautiful, hair untangled from its intriguing braids, pushed in one side and cascading her right shoulder leaving her pulse point naked.

Clarke's lips part ready to slip up 'beautiful' but then she remembers her sister Sansa standing two steps away, she whips her head but Sansa is gone. She is about to walk and knock on Arya's door but then the Trikru commander's voice captivates her questioningly 'Princess Klark?'

Clarke looks back at the Trikru's commander speechless for a moment who steps aside and gestures for her to get in. Clarke doesn't know how but her legs comply and take her into the commander's bedroom.

They stand in front one another for a moment, blue eyes never leaving green until Lexa clears her throat shaking Clarke out of her reverie "To what do I owe this late visit, Prisa Klark kom Skaikru?"

Clarke comes back to her senses but not enough to answer the commander's question instead she walks closer to Lexa's outfit hanging "I see that you already made up your mind, you're leaving tomorrow" Clarke's hand lands on the red sash.

"I should have left a day ago, I have twelve clans waiting for me" Lexa simply replies ignoring the feeling in her chest and the tingling of her skin at the sight of Clarke's hand touching her outfit.

Clarke's hand falls back at her side and walks closer to Lexa before nodding "Of course but what about our earlier conversation?"

Lexa's jaw tenses, she left the dinner because of their conversation. She brushes her hair with her hand nervously and the move leaves Clarke entranced. Her eyes end up taking the same path of Lexa's hand then back to her eyes.

"I did not come to Arkadia to discuss my private life or the lack of it" Lexa lets out.

"That's not what I meant and I apologize if I overstepped. I was talking about whether you would consider an alliance with my people or not" Clarke baldly asks even if it was exactly what she meant at the first place but she wasn't going to dwell on it.

Lexa raises her eyebrow "Now is not the time to discuss political matters, Princess Klark" Clarke's eyes fall on Lexa's lips as she utters her name clicking the 'k'.

"Then when is the right time for the mighty Heda to discuss political matters?" Clarke asks taking a step closer to her.

"In meetings" Lexa simply replies looking into Clarke's blue eyes now that she is standing close.

"You're leaving tomorrow" Clarke reminds her.

Lexa discreetly takes a step back to win her personal space again "Sha, I'm leaving tomorrow" She repeats and Clarke fights the urge to roll her eyes.

"Would you come if I invite you again to discuss an alliance?" Clarke insists.

Lexa looks thoughtfully at Clarke then says "Tell me Klark! Do you pay all the leaders' a nocturne visit to discuss an alliance?"

Clarke unconsciously takes another step into Lexa's personal space her eyes never leaving Lexa's "No. Not all leaders"

Lexa tries to step away again but this time her back meets the door, she leans her head back trying to avoid the intoxicating scent of Clarke and Clarke's eyes fall on her exposed neck. Clarke unconsciously leans in, wanting to nuzzle Lexa's neck and breathe her in but she quickly recovers and takes a step back.

Lexa can't help feeling offended by Clarke's control, she gulps her disappointment and looks straight into Clarke's eyes "Then you should leave"

"I'm not leaving without an answer" Clarke stubbornly replies again monopolizing the commander's space whose breath hitches feeling the heat radiating from Clarke's body. When she tries to move away, Clarke instinctively blocks her by pinning both her hands on the door at her sides and a light growl escapes involuntarily her lips.

Lexa's omega can't help feeling aroused and before she can do anything about it Clarke's arms are around her waist flashing her body against hers.

'Klark' Lexa breathes out in a warning tone but the sky princess is way too drawn in Lexa's overwhelming scent to hear her, she closes the remaining distance for a bruising kiss.

Lexa hardly manages to keep herself from moaning at the feeling of Clarke's lips devouring hers. Clarke can't help squeezing the omega into her arms, she has been craving to feel and taste her since she laid her eyes on her. Lexa's knees get weak at the feeling of Clarke's soft hands yet firm touch on her lightly covered skin.

Lexa loses herself into her arms but quickly comes back to her senses and pushes her hand against Clarke's chest. Clarke detaches her lips from Lexa's but doesn't let her out of her arms.

Lexa is panting and trying to catch her breath despite the alluring scent of the alpha that is enveloping her now meanwhile Clarke's eyes are studying hers. When her gaze falls back on Lexa's lips and before anything comes out of them, Clarke kisses them again but slowly to relish at the taste.

She cups Lexa's face with one hand while the other is still wrapped around her waist keeping her against the door. This time, Lexa can't help the moan escaping her lips. Clarke is kissing her slowly like a lover would do. Clarke is kissing her like no one ever kissed her except Costia.

Costia.

Lexa's heart tightens achingly at the thought of her ex-lover; she bites harshly at Clarke's lips which makes her hiss. The bite of Lexa's teeth seems to do the trick, Clarke jolts back 'Fuck' she touches her lips checking if she is bleeding then looks at Lexa with a frown.

"You should leave" Lexa lets out coldly not meeting Clarke's eyes and rushes to open the door gesturing for her to leave.

Clarke wants to protest, she wants to stay but she knows she better leave otherwise she won't control herself this time. The bite might have hurt a little bit and took her by surprised but it didn't alter her arousal and now the sight of Lexa's slightly bruised lips is only making things worse.

Clarke takes a step towards Lexa extending her hand warily to apologize, to say something but Lexa shrinks away from her touch and Clarke feels a pang in her heart and quickly takes her hand back to her and leaves without looking back at the commander.

Arya opens the door and finds Sansa standing at her door eyes wide like she has been caught doing something wrong but quickly she manages to recollect herself and gets in her room and closes the door then looks back at her.

"I…hey" Sansa lets out not knowing what to say and feeling unwelcomed by the way Arya is looking at her.

"What's wrong?" Arya asks Sansa, eyes searching something-an injury- on her body but find none.

Sansa is speechless for a moment until Arya shakes her "Sansa? Is everything alright?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm fine" Sansa shakes her head "what about you? You didn't come to dinner"

Arya takes a deep breath and nods "I wasn't feeling well-"

"It's because of what I said, isn't it?" Sansa interjects, regret in her tone.

Arya is silent. A silence that says a lot.

Sansa doesn't know why but she feels her heart aching at the way Arya's eyes are looking at her, into her. She hesitantly takes a step forward and wraps her arms around Arya's shoulders.

Arya is stiff and clearly was not expecting to be pulled in such a strong embrace. Sansa's arms are firmly keeping her against her and after a few seconds she can't help relaxing in her arms and reciprocating wrapping her arm around her waist.

"I'm sorry" Sansa mutters against her neck sending shivers down Arya's spine.

"It's fine, Sansa" Arya replies "you are right! I am…" She doesn't know how to say it when Sansa backs away from the embrace and looks at her.

"No, I shouldn't have"

"It doesn't matter anymore, Sansa" Arya says taking a step back "do you need anything?"

When Sansa looks back at Arya, she meets another person. Arya is not looking at her like she is used to do. Instead she is met with a blank and cold look Sansa doesn't recognize.

"I…no. I just wanted to see you before you leave" Sansa replies confused but the way Arya is looking at her.

"And you did, now let me escort you back to your room" Arya says opening the door but Sansa is rooted in her spot.

Arya looks back at her and Sansa speaks "I'm not leaving like that. You're angry and mad at me and I don't want…I don't want us to fight"

Arya can't help the smile creeping over her lips "I'm neither mad nor angry Lady Sansa"

"Then why are you…why didn't you show up at dinner? I hoped to see you there"

Arya gulps the lump in her throat before asking "Why?"

Sansa's eyes widen not knowing the answer "I…I like you" She blurs out "that's why" She adds hesitantly afraid to be rejected.

"You shouldn't, Sansa" Arya simply replies and Sansa rolls her eyes "You sound like my sister"

"Really?" Arya asks not really surprised, she knows her reputation and Princess Clarke's duty is to protect her little sister from people like her. She can't blame her because now she met Sansa she understands. She needs to be protected.

"Maybe you should listen to her instead of rolling your eyes, she knows me better than you do" Arya replies honestly.

"What? No, she doesn't and I know that I shouldn't but I trust you. I don't know why but I feel I can trust you" Sansa smiles at her and Arya feels her heart melting.

She looks down at her hands fidgeting nervously at the hem of her leather outfit and says "Thank you but I don't deserve your trust, not yet"

Sansa is silent for a moment, she looks around Arya's bedroom and then back at her "You don't have anything to eat here! Do you want me to send someone with some food or you want to join me?"

Arya looks up at Sansa's eyes in awe "You shouldn't care, Sansa. I'm leaving tomorrow"

Sansa blinks confused then replies "Then we should spend some time together before you leave"

Arya lets out a nervous chuckle "I'll leave and I won't come back" She tries again but Sansa won't listen. She takes her hand in hers and pulls her outside with her and down the castle's hallways until she gets to her room.

"I don't think it's a good idea, what if someone saw us and tells Princess Clarke and she comes and finds me here?" Arya lets out and Sansa shakes her head "She is with your commander"

"Oh! Alright" Arya replies before taking a look at Sansa's room silently when Sansa speaks again "Stay here, I will get us some food"

Sansa comes back after a moment with a servant helping her carrying the food to her room. She doesn't let him in she asks him to wait for her. She gets in and gives Arya what was in her hands before rushing back to her servant and takes the rest before thanking him and sending him away.

Arya surpasses the urge to laugh "Did you leave anything for your sister's guests?"

"I'm starving and I'm sure you are too" Sansa trails off with a shrug. She gestures for Arya to join her tapping on her bed.

Clarke walks back to her bedroom in hurried footsteps, she feels angry at being weak for the commander and letting her Alpha take over. Even if she knows that she wanted the kiss and she wants the commander as much as her Alpha wants the commander's omega, she feels guilty and stupid.

Stupid because she let the commander get under her skin so easily whereas she was demining her every chance she got. She feels stupid because she let the commander's green eyes charm her. She gets in her bedroom and finds Niylah already waiting for her in their bed.

"That was quick" Niylah comments as soon as Clarke steps into the room.

Clarke looks at her eyes filled with anger "What are you talking about?"

"Talking about my Heda and you" Niylah lets out with a smirk "I saw you at her door"

Clarke's eyes widen remembering who she saw in the Trikru's quarters "Sansa" She lets out and turns back to the door to leave when Niylah speaks again "She is back and safe in her room"

"How do you know?" Clarke looks back at Niylah.

"I told you, I saw you" Niylah replies trying to keep Clarke in the room "come here"

Clarke thinks for a moment before coming back in her room and laying beside her girlfriend.

"So how was she?" Niylah asks again and Clarke's anger boils in her guts.

"You're angry" Niylah comments "I gather she wasn't sensitive to your charms, was she?"

"We talked politics not mating" Clarke snarls and Niylah chuckles not a bit afraid of Clarke knowing she would never hurt her.

"Your lip says otherwise"

Clarke brushes her thumb over her lip once again to find blood but she doesn't and Niylah chuckles "I knew it, she is fierce. Come here" She tugs at Clarke's shirt and kisses her lips tenderly before pulling back "better?"

Clarke lies, she nods not knowing how to answer her girlfriend without hurting her feelings because the way Lexa's lips felt against hers and the way she kissed her back is way better than any kiss Clarke had ever had.

Niylah smiles and pulls Clarke on top of her for another kiss but Clarke is not feeling it even if she is aroused and frustrated. Niylah is not Lexa and the way Lexa shied from her touch made Clarke feel bad, dirty, and undeserving.

"I need to rest" Clarke explains after pulling back from Niylah's embrace.

Early the next morning, Arya wakes up in Sansa's bed and lets out a relieved sigh when she sees that they both are wearing their clothes. She takes Sansa's arm off her waist delicately to not wake her up, and slides off the bed but just as she is about to leave Sansa wakes up.

"You're leaving!" Sansa lets out softly and Arya freezes in her spot before looking back at Sansa and nods.

"Did you sleep well?" Sansa asks as she sits on her bed and stretches. Arya smiles at her and steps back into the room, closer to the bed "I haven't slept that much for years"

"Can you stay longer?"

The question throws Arya off guard "I…no. I'm part of the commander's delegation and her personal guard"

"She's a warrior, she will be fine without you" Sansa comments getting off her bed and walking closer to Arya.

"I don't think it is a good idea for me to stay here longer. I need an official matter that may require my presence" Arya replies studying Sansa's features.

"Stay as my guest, nothing official" Sansa insists and Arya chuckles softly trying to ignore the way her heart is clenching in her chest "What will Princess Clarke think of it?"

Sansa is speechless, she doesn't know how to answer or what to say. She blushes feeling ashamed of her insistence on keeping Arya around "Right, I haven't thought about it" She mumbles and Arya gives her a sympathetic smile.

They fall into a weird silence, both not knowing what to say or do. Arya can't leave like that while Sansa is trying to dissuade her from leaving Arkadia and Sansa doesn't know what to say to keep Arya from leaving.

"I'm late. I need to leave" Arya finally breaks the silence.

"Alright, but are you coming back? I mean can you travel without an official matter?"

Arya looks down fidgeting nervously at her belt then up at Sansa "I don't think it will be safe for me now, maybe…maybe one day"

Sansa smiles at Arya and nods "Maybe one day"

Arya hesitates for a moment then steps into Sansa's personal space and wraps her arms around her for a friendly hug and murmurs in her ear "Thanks for everything, I really had a great time with you"

Sansa tilts her head back and looks into Arya's eyes "I had a great time too"

Arya takes a deep breath then steps back "Alright, it's time for me to go" She says before leaving Sansa's bedroom.

A few weeks later;

"Clarke, I am not letting you leave the leadership of our people in the hands of a child" Abby scolds her daughter and Clarke surpasses the urge to roll her eyes.

"I'm very capable of-" Sansa replies feeling offended but Clarke raises her hand silencing her.

"Mother! Sansa is perfectly capable of ruling and she will have you and Marcus in case things get hard" Clarke explains and Sansa shifts in her chair.

"Clarke! What if something bad happens to you?" Abby lets out worried.

"Nothing bad will happen. This is my duty and if I want to achieve the plans in my agenda, I have to do it" Clarke stands and starts walking in the throne room.

"Take Bellamy with you" Abby suggests "He will be of great help"

Clarke looks back at her mother angrily and says "I have you know, I easily can beat him up"

"I know but you can't risk your life, our people need you" Abby insists and Clarke unconsciously lets out a frustrated sigh "I will in one condition"

Abby greets her teeth not liking the way her daughter is being stubborn and challenging "I'm listening"

"You do not interfere in Sansa's decisions unless she asks your help, the same goes for you Marcus" Clarke says looking from her mother to Marcus who nods.

Abby looks at her daughter then agrees "I hope you know what you're doing, pup" Abby says before leaving the throne room.

"Don't you worry my Queen, I will make sure Sansa has the freedom needed to take her own decisions" Marcus says trying to reassure Clarke.

"I'm not your Queen, Marcus. Not until my coronation" Clarke replies stiffly, Marcus nods and apologizes.

"Leave us, Marcus. I still have some things to teach my sister" Clarke says before looking at Sansa with a smile.

Sansa waits for Marcus to leave before looking back at Clarke and speaks "I don't understand why she doesn't trust me"

Clarke smiles apologetically "It is not that she doesn't trust you, it is because she was not the one who raised you. You remind her of father"

Sansa's face falls at the mention of their father and their resemblance, she huffs without saying anything else.

"I trust you and that's all you need after I leave, do you understand?" Clarke leans on the table and explains to Sansa in order to support her.

"Remember what father used to say" Clarke added before placing a soft kiss on Sansa's forehead and leaves.

Sansa takes a deep breath and smiles, her mother may not trust her but Clarke's trust is enough for her. When her mother questioned her ability, Sansa felt a little bit offended but her sister's words did it for her because she knows Clarke would never lie, if she says she trusts her it means she really does.

Things have been hectic for the last few weeks, Clarke did not have the time to dwell about what happened between her and the commander of the Trikru. She did think about her whenever the Trikru was mentioned or whenever she was with Niylah in bed and she would kiss her.

In fact, Clarke thought a lot about the commander and what happened between them but she hated it and she wouldn't admit it. She tried to not let it affect her life. After all, she might never see her again unless by a coincidence in a political summit.

Wrong. She was wrong.

Clarke mounts her horse and without looking back at the palace she rides with Bellamy and a few guards enough to serve her and keep her safe. Her mother tried to convince her to take more but she refused.

The first official visit of Clarke, is to the Ice nation. She wants to learn more about the North and secretly about the Mountain men. Her visit goes surprisingly well, nothing like she was expecting. The Ice Queen Nia was nice enough to even tell her about her nation's history and her relations and anecdotes with the neighboring Clans and how she fought the Trikru's army one day.

The Queen's generosity extended even at night when she would send beautiful women for Clarke and her guards to keep them company but Clarke was firm in her decision and forbid her guards to touch any women.

Of course, Bellamy disobeyed but she didn't mind because he was in rut and he needed it. Then, the day of their departure the omega Echo he slept with suggested to help them half way through the woods to keep them safe.

Late during their second night on the way back home, Clarke and her delegation pass through a forest. Before they arrived there, they could hear from time to time some shuffling around them but not in the past two hours. Clarke started feeling a little bit worried about the deafening silence, it is not a good one and she could feel it.

Clarke's doubts and worries grow bigger when she does not recognize any of the landscape. She halts her horse and tries to hide her panic tilting her chin up waiting for Bellamy and the Ice nation omega he was into and who is supposed to be the one showing them the way. She is not surprised when she finds Bellamy half asleep on his horse.

"Where is Echo?" She asks and Bellamy frowns not even bothering to straighten his posture while his leader addresses him.

"I thought she was with you?"

Clarke raises her eyebrow and despite the darkness of the night and his somnolence he could notice Clarke's rather unusual tense features.

"She said she is going to ride with you" Bellamy sloppily straightens his demeanor.

"Bravo, Bellamy. Your omega has not only poisoned you but she clearly mislead us. Let's hope it is not a ploy from the Ice nation" Clarke says then looks at one guard who was the closest to her to order him but before she can say anything else an arrow pierce his shoulder.

And just like that Clarke finds out that they are surrounded and that the number of her guards is quickly diminishing. She climbs off her horse, turns off the torches and tries to hide with Bellamy to keep him safe.

Unfortunately, it does not work when an arrow lands an inch from her head. She growls and pushes Bellamy off of her and takes off her sword ready to fight when she hears a not so unfamiliar voice shouting orders in Trigedasleng.

Clarke surges forward and manages to fight and injure a grounder when the man runs away. She looks back at Bellamy and sees that he is about to be taken she runs in his direction to protect him when someone comes between them.

Clarke squints her eyes trying to see who is standing in her way when she hears Lexa's voice shouting "Em pleni!"

Clarke can't help relieved despite what just happened she knows if she talks to Lexa she might get some help.

Or so she thinks.

"You stepped in Trikru territory unannounced" Lexa lets out.

"Of course, it is our way" Clarke says.

"With an army" Lexa adds dismounting her horse elegantly.

"It's not my army! Just a delegation"

"What tells me there's not others hiding in the trees?" The commander asks looking into Clarke's blue eyes.

"We're not the monkeys here" Clarke deadpans and Lexa's jaw tenses.

"It's an invasion" She says firmly this time feeling offended.

"What? No, it's not" Clarke defends anger apparent in her voice. Lexa decides to ignore her last words and orders "Follow me"

Clarke chuckles mockingly at Lexa's behavior, as if she was going to comply to her orders as one of her subjects. She looks at Lexa leaving without saying anything else.

Lexa tugs at her horse then seeing that Clarke walked to Bellamy and is not following her she speaks again "If you stay here and miraculously survive the mountain men, the cold is going to kill you. It's winter, Clarke! Follow me"

Clarke is rooted in her place clearly refusing to obey or take Lexa's advice "No. I'd rather go home"

Lexa freezes for a moment looking intently at Clarke and her stubbornness. She wants to do the right thing, to walk away without caring about whether Clarke would survive or not but she cannot help herself "You won't survive the night"

Clarke growls feeling frustrated from Lexa's behavior. She growls because she does not want to follow her not after the way she and her guards have been treated without mentioning Lexa's patronizing tone.

Clarke, Bellamy and the few guards that survived the assault end up following Lexa and two of her guards back to the nearest village. The commander orders her people to give shelter for Clarke's guards and Bellamy then when she is alone with Clarke she gestures for her to get in the tent with her.

Clarke does as asked and as soon as she notices the maps scattered on a table and a throne she realizes she is in Lexa's tent. The Trikru commander takes off her sash and says "Don't worry. Your guards will be taken care of and you-" She stops eyeing Clarke from head to toe before speaking again "You'll be staying in my tent"

Clarke does not find it in her to deny or argue. She averts her eyes away to avoid seeing too much of the commander while she is taking off her armor. She knows if she sees Lexa again in a simple outfit as she saw her that night in her quarters wearing only a nightgown, she will succumb to her charms and she cannot fall in this trap again.

Clarke is her enemy, at least this is what the commander thinks since she assaulted her delegation which means Lexa is her enemy as well and she should not think or look at her in any other way.

A few minutes later, Lexa comes out of her tent and comes back with some food for Clarke who does not waist her time and starts eating right away but then she feels Lexa's eyes studying her and cannot help rolling her eyes.

"What?" Clarke snaps "I'm hungry and this rabbit is delicious"

"You trust easily" Lexa simply comments "it's going to be the cause of your death. Your blind trust"

Clarke huffs remembering Lexa's first night at her palace and the bald man, Lexa's advisor "I trust you because if you wanted to kill me, I'd be dead already"

"For my people you're an enemy, Clarke" Lexa declares.

"And for you?"

Lexa is silent. It takes her a moment before formulating any reply "I'm the commander of my people, I serve my people…I am them"

Clarke throws her dinner and wiping her hands before walking towards the tent's entrance "I guess I'll be sleeping with my soldiers, it's safer for me than here"

"That would be better" Lexa replies hoping Clarke understands that she is giving her an honest advice and not because she wants her gone. On the contrary, Lexa does not want Clarke to sleep anywhere else but she knows she better not lose her strength for an enemy. She is among her people and not in Arkadia where she can lose herself and be a little bit selfish.

Unfortunately, Clarke does not take as an advice but rather as an unwelcomed company Lexa is glad to get rid of. Clarke gulps the pain and leaves without sparing Lexa another glance.

The next morning, Clarke wakes up freezing. She looks around her and sees that the sun is already up and it is light enough for her and her guards to travel safely. She wakes them up silently and gestures for them to join her outside.

Just as they are leaving, Lexa's voice startles them "You're leaving"

Clarke looks back at Lexa and does her best to not let her eyes roam Lexa's body. She keeps her eyes on Lexa's "Thank you for your hospitality. We have a long way ahead and we should get going"

Lexa raises her eyebrow defiantly "Do you even know your way, Clarke?"

Clarke feels her heart melting at the way Lexa pronounces her name especially with her morning voice. It is softer than she remembers and it sends shivers down her spine.

Clarke does not reply, instead she is staring at Lexa walking in her direction. Then, she hears one of her guards talking about the commander's sweet scent and loses her temper.

She unconsciously turns and throws him a death glare then she feels Lexa's hand on her she looks back and her breath hitches at their proximity but she quickly recovers taking a step away "Since I'm clearly your enemy, I'm leaving"

"You're going back on your tracks" Lexa says softly this time not wanting to aggravate Clarke further "your way is there Lexa gestures behind the woods" Clarke thanks her and leaves without looking back followed by her guards and Bellamy.

Lexa goes back in her tent, puts her armor and asks one of her guards to summon Arya. A few minutes later, Arya comes in her tent.

"Heda! You summoned me?"

Lexa looks at Arya and nods "I have a mission for you. I want you to keep an eye on the princess, Clarke"

Arya frowns "You mean protect her?"

Lexa looks down at the maps on her table before answering "Don't come back until she reaches her lands safely"

Arya smiles and leaves Lexa's tent in a hurried step to catch up Clarke. She smiles because she is happy that Lexa cares again about someone even if it is probably the worst person. Arya knows more than anyone how the Griffin's charm is irresistible.

Barely three hours later, Clarke feels like they are walking in circles due to the heavy fog. She looks back at Bellamy and orders him to ride beside her but does not find him.

"Bellamy?" Clarke calls out but no one answers while she could hear someone approaching. She takes her knife, dismounts her horse and waits for whatever is approaching but before she can see who is it something hits her head hard and she faints.

When Clarke opens her eyes next, she sees Lexa sitting next to her brushing her hair untangling it from the braids. She squeezes her eyes shut then opens them again but the sight is the same, she is not dreaming. She tries to sit down but something tugs her back in the bed she looks and finds out that she is tied to Lexa's bed

"What the hell happened?" She snarls at Lexa.