My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

All three lunge at me. I’m quick to kick number three over to Jena’s corner of the tiny cell. She wraps her arms around his neck using her chains like a noose and ridding the world of one sadistic idiot quickly.

I swing my free hand wildly and don’t hit anything. Number two is quick to laugh at me until he hears the jangle of keys as I toss them to Jena then punch him in the face, while I kick my legs out to trip Jerkface as he turns to try and intercept the keys.

Jena gets her feet unlocked before Jerkface can scramble over to her and number two is righting himself in front of me. I pull my elbow back to knock number two in the other cheek, but I am just short and hit his nose spraying me and anything around me in blood pouring from his nose.

I hear grunting from the other side of the room, but I can’t look, number two wasn’t as phased by the blow to the nose as I would have hoped and he has started taking clumsy swings at me. He’s not doing any damage though, which allows me to listen to my surroundings. I hear several thuds and slaps as contact is being made, but I don’t know if Jena is winning or losing her fight.

whipped to the side as Jena breaks his neck. She lets him

her, sure someone somewhere felt those three die. A true Alpha would have felt them

to come back to the present as she rushes over

now?” She asks

“No idea.”

you NOT to know where

said the Moon Goddess

I take off, Jena hot on my heels. I don’t stop to admire the scenery, but we are in some kind of underground dungeon or prison. There are hallways lined with doors like ours. The stone that lines the walls and floor is caked in years worth of dirt

cracks in the wooden door that seems to be set into the floor at the top of the stairs like a cellar. We can hear voices too, but they are too