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He kissed me once more and then leapt for some kind of overhang just as the door flung open.
“What are you doing out here female? Get in there and wash. You can only hope to catch one of the better of the pack’s eyes.”
I glared.
“I don’t want anyone, but here.” I tossed one of the filled buckets at her.
She made a little sound of anger and turned away, mumbling. “Stupid girl. Alpha’s go for a pretty penny and if you’re lucky, your life won’t be hell.”
My heart sank.
He was here and I should have felt all the confidence in the world. The pleasure of my release washed away in a cold splash of fear and water as the facet splashed water against the bucket again. Careless. Those were the words I’d heard so many times. I wasn’t meant to be a slave. I’d told that to myself for years. I’d believed it at the time too. But right now? I would give anything to just not catch any attention at all.
I clenched my jaw and filled another bucket.
Something wet tickled my cheek, and I pretended to not notice the tear or the door that opened again. The woman was back for another bucket.
“Don’t waste any tears. They won’t save you,” said the older woman, and she grabbed my arm and tsked.
“You need to stop wasting time and get ready.”
I grabbed myself a fresh bucket of cold water and followed her back in.
Waste time my ass. I’d waste time to pretend for just a few minutes more that none of this was real.
I glanced back at the door as it slammed shut. The only reminder that I wasn’t crazy was the wetness between my legs. I already missed the feel of him. This wasn’t the same as before though.
I wasn’t helpless, and I wasn’t alone. These girls? I glanced around once more then I put the bucket down and rang out a cloth.
They were. They were alone, and no one was coming for them from the looks of things. I cleaned my face and pretended to scrub at my body. My feet were covered in dirt regardless. Even the water I’d tried to use from the faucet couldn’t get rid of all the dirt here. None of the girls looked like they’d been captives for far longer than a day or two, but maybe I was wrong and yet it didn’t matter. Hell could age just about anyone, and you can’t wash away fear.
“Girl, put this on.”
I grabbed the fabric and watched others twist and turn it. The old grump went around fixing them and tying them at the waist. This wasn’t an outfit.
I stood up and did what the others had, covering my breasts and positioning the Greek-like toga thing to cover my girly bits before the rope was wrapped around me and cinched tight around my waist.
“What? You actually think that’s going to keep me all modest?”
The woman grunted.
“Mind your mouth. There’s reports of a few larger packs here. Maybe you didn’t come here willingly, but the trades have a purpose. You’d rather be a mate than a breeder, so I’d shut up and play pretty.”
Snarky thoughts ran through my mind, but the creek of the heavy door opened and a girl was thrown to the floor as it stretched shut again.
No, not just any girl. Nessa.
I wanted to laugh and feel the comfort of karma finally coming, but by the looks of her, I was fairly certain she was regretting a great many things right now.
A bucket was dumped over Nessa’s head and I just watched, frozen.Until I heard her cry out.
I ran over to her and grabbed for her.
“Stop it. She’ll wash on her own,” I said and scowled at the woman.
She grunted at me and I reached down to help Nessa to her feet.
“You look like you’ve had better days.”
