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“Ecstasy Dance.” She stares back at him coldly.
“What’s that mean?”
It sounds sexual. And that can’t be good for my situation. I’m with Dessin. He’d cut the hands off of any man who would touch me.
“I’m listening for an explanation.”
We wait around her, watching the subtle changes in her expression as if it will tell us anything.
“Something about a gas…”
Dessin turns to me, face stoic, chin raised. And although he’d never show it, he’s concerned. “You stay by my side the entire time.”
“Yes.”
“What do you think it means?” Warrose asks, though it seems he’s already put it together.
“I think they’re going to pump a concoction of drugs into the air. Methamphetamine, synthetic cathinone, cocaine. Opioids to stimulants,” Dessin explains, still studying Ruth’s reactions.
“Why?”
“To increase dopamine and serotonin levels.”
“Dumb it down for me,” Warrose deadpans.
“To spread sexual urges and arousal.”
Ruth blinks out of her concentrated trance, soft brown eyes darting between Dessin and me. “It looks like Helga Bee is going to get another orgy story.”
“What now?” Niles steps forward.
“Look, I don’t know how this is going to work. I don’t know how strong the gas will be. But it’s a fucked up, perverted way to entertain the goddamned soldi—”
Dessin stops abruptly, realization springing in his dark-mahogany eyes.
“What?” I ask, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“I’m going to fucking kill him.”
“Who?” I struggle to follow his line of thought, but it only takes a moment to narrow down the he referenced. “Kaspias?”
“He’s going to watch whatever happens on that stage. He’ll probably…” Dessin trails off with a clenching jaw and a string of curse words.
“We can worry about that later,” Warrose interrupts. “What’s the plan for this one?”
His forehead beads with sweat, and he avoids looking at Ruth altogether. I wonder if it’s been awkward for them to be around each other after what happened at the dinner party.
“Our inhibitions will be lowered, but I don’t know if we’ll be able to resist the drugs. Either way, we have to stick together so no other prisoner gets their hands on our girls. Got it?” He’s staring at Niles and Warrose now, eyes firm with the command of an alpha.
They agree quietly. And I feel terrible at how uncomfortable this must be for them. Dessin and I are mates. If something sexual happens…it’s okay. Weird to have an audience, but it’s consensual.
“Ruth? Marilynn?” Dessin urges us to huddle closer before the doors open. “I don’t know what your sexual preferences are. I don’t know how reserved you are. Normally, I wouldn’t need to. But please know, we would never fucking touch you without consent in our right minds. I might have an alter that will emerge to resist this drug. But that’s up to Skylenna. As for both of you, I need to know if you feel safe with us.”
Ruth and Marilynn peer at each other for a second, then look to Niles, Warrose, and Dessin.
“Whatever happens, we’re in this together. Just… please don’t let another prisoner have me,” Ruth says with a quivering voice. “I consent.”
“Over my dead body,” Warrose promises.
