Chapter 0440

Damien

She stares back at me from her cell. Samara had been staring at us both for a while. But since her grey eyes had shifted to me, I seemed to be all she could focus on.

‘Rogue?’ Dane asks through mindlink

‘No. Brax would have scented it a mile off and so would I.’

I look in the cell. All the claw marks at the top made sense when she was probably over eight feet tall, though it was hard to tell while she was still sitting. The rest of us were probably around the seven foot mark once shifted.

“Can you talk?” Dane asks her and for a second her eyes shift to him before returning to me.

“Maybe we need Neah.” I mutter

"I will ask her to come over." Dane frowns

Samara gives me a sharp nod, like she knew that was who she needed. She doesn't move as we wait for Neah, but she does not stop watching me either and it is starting to creep me out.

Neah's footsteps are soft as she creeps down the stairs. "What did you....?" She stops as she spots Samara's Lycan. "She shifted again?"

seem to be able to control it."

in time for her to remove

"Yes, it seems

up to Samara. "I

Samara has dropped her head in submission. It was new. She had been angry, frustrated, even tearful but to accept dominance was different. Maybe it was the Lycan in her, maybe she couldn't refuse, or

just shifted?" Neah asks

to leave, then this

a Lycan." I murmur and Samara's grey eyes flicker to me. "But she is a lot bigger than the rest of us. Could she be

cell, yet Samara keeps watching me until

"Who are you?"

"What do you want?

moment and then tells Dane and I to turn around. "No one wants to be

cells. A growl turns into a

mutters. "You need

A whispered reply echoes around

mean you won't."

I didn't lie. I came here for help. That is

who wanted you to come here. Now you

need help." Her

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