Chapter 0367
My Secret, My Bully, My Mates.
â Trigger warningâ
âSo someone seems to be trying to help you a little?â The question gives me a little hope that not
everyone here is happy and willing to be here.
âI guess, but itâs hard to say. I havenât left this place in a while. Did he says Iâve been here a year?â
âYep.â I pop the âpâ before putting a piece of carrot in my mouth. I can feel my tongue tingle at the
effects of the wolfsbane, but it isnât unbearable. This girl might be onto something. Then I realized I
donât know her name. âMy name is Skylar, and you are?â
She looks up at me, surprised for a second and then says, âJena, Alphaâs daughter Black Diamond
Pack.â
âBlack Diamond? Whereâs that?â I have never heard of her pack, but I didnât know many outside a
couple hundred mile radius of Alpha Reggieâs territory. So it isnât hard to believe I havenât heard the
name.
âWeâre up in Canada, closer to Alaska, if that helps.â
âYouâre a long way from home then, assuming we are still in the vicinity of where they took me.â
âWeâve been in this location for a little while. At least I havenât been moved, and I usually go where
their Alpha goes. He likes to keep his toys close.â 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.
âGet clean, he wants you presentable in an hour.â
âYou do realize that my current situation will not allow for that, right?â 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.
âFigure it out, itâs not my problem.â Then he turns around and stalks out.
I let out a laugh, I couldnât keep it in. Jena looks at me like I have lost my mind.
âSorry, I canât help it.â Iâm trying to stifle the amusement, but itâs hard. So I try to explain between
bouts. âWhatever you did to him f*cked him up. He wonât 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.â She just looks dumbfounded for a second and then also laughs.
âWe are trapped and chained up and laughing about our captors. What does that say about us?â
Her laughter subsides a bit.
âI donât know about you, but there were at least twenty people set on me and Iâm pretty sure I was
drugged. I know Iâm a good fighter, itâs the one thing I am confident in. They wouldnât have caught
me in a fair fight.â
âBut 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. Heâs kind of a sadist.â I nod. Sheâs right, going along with this is
the best way to figure out what is going on in general and figuring out exactly what Mikeâs 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 wasnât 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.