Page 60 of Wolf's Gambit


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“Thank you,” I whispered. “Unless it’s fish, then I’ll know I’m definitely being tortured.”

He wasn’t quick enough to hide his amusement, and I felt the tension lessen even more.

“Nikan!” The command was from the rear of the barn. It wasn’t Cannon, but I saw Nikan jerk as if it was.

With the door closed and locked, I got off the cot and uncovered the tray. A simple beef sandwich looked back at me. I was already sitting on the cell floor, eating it when I heard the door to the barn close again, leaving me alone once more.

Opening the water bottle, I drank it in a few gulps. When I was done, I looked at the plate and empty bottle in remorse. I should have probably savored that more. With a sigh, I got back to my feet. The water and food energized me, and I carried out a few stretches to stop me from seizing up when I felt him.

How long had he been there?

Why hadn’t I sensed him before this?

Slowly, I let my arms drop, turning to the side to search the darkness for him. I couldn’t see him, and he knew it.

“Lurking in the dark your favorite pastime?” I challenged the darkness. “You like sitting in the shadows and watching girls who you keep in cages?”

Silence was my answer.

“You look the kind of man who would like to watch,” I said, turning my back to him. “No talk, no action. Is that what your bedmates say about you?”

I knew my insolence was bound to get me in trouble one day, but either Cannon didn’t care or my words didn’t matter. I heard the door open as I sat back on the cot, and as the door closed, the light went out, plunging me into darkness. The sudden lack of light was disorienting, but I started to laugh at what I had just thought.

Get me in trouble someday? This was hardly my ideal surroundings. Still, the dark was welcome, and I lay on the cot, looking up into the darkness. It was the faint clicking on the floor that had me sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the cot.

“Who’s there?” Slowly, I turned in a circle, my wolf sight allowing me to see in a darkness my human eyes wouldn’t penetrate.

The clicking happened again, and I turned to the sound, my claws punching out as I prepared to defend myself. I jumped back when blue eyes appeared in the dark, a faint glow emanated from them.

Alpha eyes.

He was in his wolf form as he circled the cell. My brain registered how tall he was—the wolf’s head level with the floor of my cell. The wolf sniffed, and I wished for the spotlight to be on now so I could see him. My glimpse of his wolf when they caught me was too short.

The wolf stopped moving, and we stared at each other in the dark.

Was I supposed to speak? It didn’t feel right to talk to him when he was like this. Cannon wasn’t my alpha, so the only way he could communicate with me was if he put his Will on me. He’d done it when they captured me, but I got the sense his wolf didn’t want that now.

The wolf sniffed. It sniffed one more time, and my cheeks burned with embarrassment as it took a long, deep inhale. A low whine sounded, and I’d never felt more self-conscious than I did right now, as I knew it had been weeks since I’d bathed like a normal person.

Did I stink? Of course, I did. I’d been running the mountains in my wolf form, and then I’d taken clothes from various people and not cared about the hygiene level of those people or their clothes because I’d been running.

Always running these days, it seemed. A huff from the wolf in front of my cell brought me out of my head.

“Cannon?” I whispered in the darkness.

The wolf stepped closer to the bars of my cell, and even though I was standing looking down at it, it felt like I was the one being judged.

My wolf prowled in the back of my consciousness. She wanted me to release the hold and let her come forward, but I refused her. After a long stare-off, the wolf melted back into the shadows.

Sleep.

They moved me while I slept. I didn’t like it, and I didn’t hide the fact. But they had moved me anyway. I now had a toilet in the corner of my cell. The cell had changed too. I was off my elevated perch and instead in a normal rectangular cell with the same cot and basic toilet facilities and a hose. The hose was to wash with, I guessed.

I resented everything about the hose.

I had a bar of soap, toothbrush, and toothpaste. That was it.

I resented everything about it all.

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