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“Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?” “Oh,” I murmured, my shoulders loosening. Well, that’s a relief. ?“Your father?” Elias shifted, looking like he regretted revealing that information. “Robert,” he confirmed. “The one in charge.” Oh. So that was how he got involved in all of this. “Where are you? Where are you?…

“I…listen…look…,” ?Ace’s voice continued. ~“Recognize…”~ I assumed he was asking if there was anything I recognized. That he wanted to focus on where I was seemed to me to be proof that it really could be him. I could only imagine how worried Ace was about me. Wherever he was in the world, he must…

There was blood on my trembling hand when I pulled away. I bit my lip and swallowed the ball of tears rising in my throat. Cutting me there did more than just cause me pain. It felt wrong. Intimate for some reason. The little bump was much more sensitive than I’d realized, and evidently full…

Mr. Callahan grumbled. “You’ve got one minute. I’m affording you some trust.” He gripped his gun tighter. “Don’t make me regret it.” With that ominous threat looming in the air, I took care of my business quickly and efficiently, while also scanning the small room for anything that might be of use in this situation….

“Wait, what do you mean they were poisoned?” I said to Ace down the phone. “I ate the same as them and I’m fine.” I remembered Thomas and Elliot telling me their pizza tasted weird, but that didn’t mean they were poisoned. Ace was just being dramatic because he didn’t like that I was alone….

“heat,” but that didn’t matter so long as it convinced Robert that I was alone and not to hurt my brother. “My parents left me in charge.” I looked at his gun, which he was still pointing at Thomas’s head. “Please. ?Please don’t hurt my brothers.” Robert’s nostrils flared. An icy manacle wrapped itself around…

It was a big space, one that I could tell didn’t get a lot of use. Well, except for now apparently. Now, when they were using it to hold me hostage. My head was pounding, my face throbbed, and the world spun around me slightly. I raised my hand to my nose, which I could…

Werewolves. Werewolves. ?~Werewolves.~ The word repeated in my head over and over again. “For fuck’s sake,” Robert said, directing his curse toward the ceiling. Mitchell never took his eyes off me. “Yes, Dorothy, I said werewolves. As in the pack of werewolves you’ve lived with for practically your whole life. The fucking monsters who stole…

“No!” I wailed, violently thrashing against the chains restraining me. Tears of horror raced down my face. Robert finally released me. I jerked my head up, my eyes instantly falling on Mitchell’s unmoving body on the floor. The sight made me sob harder. Mr. Callahan stepped in front of me, blocking my view of my…

“Do me a favor and take it even if you don’t think you need it, okay? I’ll have Madoc buy you some water. What about food? Do you have lunch?” “Yes,” I lied. I hadn’t packed a lunch that day and had been too worried about escaping Madoc to get in line to buy food….