Chapter 367
⚠Trigger warning⚠
“So someone seems to be trying to help you a little?” The question gives me a little hope that not
everyone here is happy and willing to be here.
“I guess, but it’s hard to say. I haven’t left this place in a while. Did he says I’ve been here a year?”
“Yep.” I pop the ‘p’ before putting a piece of carrot in my mouth. I can feel my tongue tingle at the
effects of the wolfsbane, but it isn’t unbearable. This girl might be onto something. Then I realized I
don’t know her name. “My name is Skylar, and you are?”
She looks up at me, surprised for a second and then says, “Jena, Alpha’s daughter Black Diamond
Pack.”
“Black Diamond? Where’s that?” I have never heard of her pack, but I didn’t know many outside a
couple hundred mile radius of Alpha Reggie’s territory. So it isn’t hard to believe I haven’t heard the
name.
“We’re up in Canada, closer to Alaska, if that helps.”
“You’re a long way from home then, assuming we are still in the vicinity of where they took me.”
“We’ve been in this location for a little while. At least I haven’t been moved, and I usually go where
their Alpha goes. He likes to keep his toys close.” She says darkly.
Before I can reply, Scarface comes back with a bucket of water and two small cloths. He drops them
all in front of us, sloshing water out of the bucket.
“Get clean, he wants you presentable in an hour.”
“You do realize that my current situation will not allow for that, right?” I look at the chains on my wrist
and back to him and then to make sure he really understood I make an attempt at reaching forward
to show the extent of movement I have with the chains, which keeps me a good 4 feet from the
bucket in question.
“Figure it out, it’s not my problem.” Then he turns around and stalks out.
I let out a laugh, I couldn’t keep it in. Jena looks at me like I have lost my mind.
“Sorry, I can’t help it.” I’m trying to stifle the amusement, but it’s hard. So I try to explain between
bouts. “Whatever you did to him f*cked him up. He won’t even bring water within five feet of us. He
may act all tough, but that one is a chickensh*t who will wet his pants when he has to stand in front
of you without the chains.” She just looks dumbfounded for a second and then also laughs.
“We are trapped and chained up and laughing about our captors. What does that say about us?”
Her laughter subsides a bit.
“I don’t know about you, but there were at least twenty people set on me and I’m pretty sure I was
drugged. I know I’m a good fighter, it’s the one thing I am confident in. They wouldn’t have caught
me in a fair fight.”
“But really, until we know what is going on, we should try and clean up, it keeps the hitting to a
minimum, and Micheal likes to hit. He’s kind of a sadist.” I nod. She’s right, going along with this is
the best way to figure out what is going on in general and figuring out exactly what Mike’s endgame
is.
We were able to work together once Jena showed me that our foot chains were a continuous chain
looped through an anchor in the floor. We each stretched out a leg and awkwardly pulled the bucket
towards us.
Jena showed me how Micheal likes us to be prepared. I still wasn’t sure what we were preparing for
though. I washed my face, hands and arms and went to throw the cloth in the bucket when Jena
stopped me.