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“M-Mara,” she stutters.
“I’m Ava,” I say with a smile. If making friends is my superpower, I will rely on it. I need allies. “How long have you been here?”
She frowns at me. “Too long.”
“What are you?”
“I heard the bear tell you,” she states.
“She did, but I wanted to hear it from you.”
“I’m a witch. I am the enemy,” she says scornfully.
“Maybe, but I don’t think you are,” I muse. Her confusion is clear.
“I help them. Why would you say that?”
“Because we are all here against our will. Aren’t you?” I ask.
She looks at me, her eyes probing. “Yes,” she answers quietly.
“What does he have on you?” This is one witch I need on my side.
“Nothing,” she says quickly.
“I don’t believe that.”
“You know nothing, human,” she replies.
“Do you hate shifters? Humans?” I probe.
“Don’t ask questions. That will only get you in trouble.”
“With who?”
“The boss.”
“Who?” I push.
“Gill, the boss. He’s evil. Don’t anger him,” she urges. She snaps her head forward, tension in every part of her.
A group of men walks towards us. There are five of them, with a man in the lead. His face is tanned, with deep wrinkles around his mouth. His brown eyes devour me; the pleasure of seeing me within his power is apparent. His jeans are dark blue and pressed. His flannel shirt is bright blue and green and tucked in neatly. It’s as if he dressed for the occasion, wanting to impress and look rugged. But the men behind him impress me more. They carry guns and are dressed for hunting with worn flannel shirts and camo pants. Their eager expressions shoot fear throughout me. They don’t stop until they are in front of my cage. The leader drops to his knees so he doesn’t have to bend over to see me. This must be Gill.
“River picked well. You are beautiful,” he grins, his crooked teeth making his grin extra creepy.
I am waiting to respond. I’m wondering how to play this. Should I be nice and follow along? I would hate to be stuck in a collar. I doubt I would do as well as the shifters. On the other hand, this guy is a waste of human skin. I hate him for what he did to River and all the others he hurt.
“Thank you,” I mutter. I will play nice for now.
“Do you like your new home?” he asks with a snide look.
“It’s different than what I’m used to,” I force out. I want to yell at him.
“Be a good girl, and you may get an upgrade.” He looks back at his crew behind him. “Are you gentleman looking forward to the hunt?”
A round of ‘fuck yeah’ rings out.
“Is she going to be going out tonight? I’m excited to see if she has some fight in her.” A man comments. He is shorter than the others. His face is lined and haggard. His eagerness is sickening as he reaches down to adjust himself.
