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Witches were universally hated among both supernaturals and humans. No one really knew why.
But clearly, he thought I was involved with one.
That was better than him knowing the truth. Blood wolves were illegal, so I had no idea what the supernatural government might do to me if they learned what I was.
Then again, Mad was a werewolf. Learning that I had a wolf too might make him have more empathy for me.
If I had my phone, I would’ve texted Tori to make sure she stayed hidden away, but it was in my purse. Mad had grabbed my bag on the way out, and I obviously couldn’t reach it.
Soon enough, he parked his truck and hauled me into a building. It was dark outside, but light enough that I could read the unlit sign over the building’s doors:
Wildwood Police Station.
That wasn’t good.
Hopefully, the police were human.
…And had blood to spare, because I was still starving.
Preferably blood that tasted as incredible as the tiny bit I’d accidentally gotten from Mad, because damn. The man was delicious.
“Nothing helpful to add now?”I grumbled at my wolf.
“No.”She sounded sad.
Honestly, I felt a bit sad too. Aside from a few ridiculous remarks he’d made, I’d actually liked hanging out with him.
Clearly, accepting his invitation back to his house had been a mistake. Sharing a meal and letting him buy me a drink, too.
All there was left to do was make it out alive. If Tori found out where I was, she’d come for me in a heartbeat.
My chest rose and fell quickly as Mad hauled me inside the police station, growling at a few of the cops working there.
Soon enough, they were leading him toward a cell.
The cell was full of human men, which made my fangs slide into place.
Ohhh yes, I was going to like jail.
“She’s not going in there with any men. Find an empty one,” Mad barked.
“He means to sayplease,” a gravelly male voice said behind Mad.
I couldn’t turn to see who it belonged to.
We wove through multiple hallways, until I was led into a room with a cube-shaped cage in the center of it. All the cage contained was a few metal benches, and a toilet.
My ass met a bench before the door was slammed behind me, shutting me in.
I closed my eyes and took a slow breath, hoping that when I opened them, the situation would be different.
Spoiler: it wasn’t.
And it was bringing back too many difficult emotions from my past.
Being trapped.
Helpless.
