Chapter 0373

“That was interesting to listen to.” My eyes snap open to Jena.

“You were awake this whole time?”

“I have been here a long time and learned a couple of things. For one, even though these guys

seem to think everyone should be into BDSM, they don’t touch me when I appear to be sleeping. It

also strokes the Alpha’s ego to think it takes me hours or even days to recover from his, as you put

it, small dick.”

“When dinner gets here, we’ll know if the girls cleaning me up was telling the truth. Even without my

wolf I can smell the herbs in the food. You were right, they really aren’t good at this part.”

“If you twist your thumb you can dislocate it just enough, without doing too much damage.” She

looks at me with a bored expression.

“Oh, so you’re helping me now?” I ask sarcastically.

“After that conversation, I guess. You have had two, maybe three people helping out. No one has

ever reached out to me in all the time I have been here. Maybe your little witch friend is right and

you’re special or something, but you’re the best chance of being free. And besides, if you leave and

I am still here, Micheal will find a way to blame me for it and probably torture me to death. If I’m

going to die, I might as well die fighting.”

The dark look in her eyes tells me there’s more going on here, but I don’t push. I’ll take all the help I

can get.

Like the girl said, our stew was brought to us and the herbs were different. I didn’t smell the

belladonna or wolfsbane, what I did smell opened up my senses, like just the fragrance was giving

me energy.

“Do you smell that?” I ask Jena. “She said eat it all. I guess this is the moment of truth.” Jena just

sits there and watches me waiting to see what happens I guess. She must still not believe that we

are being helped by someone in this group. I won’t even call them a pack, because I bet most of

them are here by force and being kept under duress or manipulation like Tyler.

I take and bite and I can feel an explosion of electricity jolt through my body. I look right at Jena, I

can only imagine what my face looks like, but whatever it is, it’s enough to motivate her to start

eating. We both devour our food like we haven’t eaten in years. Maybe for Jena, that is the case.

I can feel my muscles buzz and I feel a pressure in my head, but it isn’t painful like a headache.

When I finish my whole bowl, I look up at Jena and can see color returning to her face and her hair

is no longer dull and flat. Whatever is in here, I need to make sure I have on every mission, just in

case.

“Oh damn! I haven’t felt this good in a really long time. You know some witches in high places. This

couldn’t have been easy to sneak into us if you could smell the difference.”

I don’t know why, but I don’t tell her about my extra strength sense of smell. I still haven’t had the

chance to talk to Alpha Reggie about all of my so-called abilities and I don’t know what I’m allowed

to say.

“I don’t know if you caught on, but most of the guys here watching us are not that bright.” We both

giggle.

“So, did your little helper tell you when we were supposed to bust out of here?” Jena asks.

“She just said to eat everything and we should be able to make contact with our wolves by

morning.” I shrug still working on my left cuff. With my new found strength, I am hoping to get a

hand out before someone comes in to check on us.

“I think if you twist it just a bit more, you’ll be able to get it out.” Jena says helpfully.