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... way from the pack’s territory.
I didn’t make any noise, none of us did. We were conserving our strength. Moreover, our hands and feet had been shackled with silver, the burning pain keeping us wide awake.
When we were finally parked in one place a little while later, I heard the voice of the demon.
“Welcome to your new home, ladies.”
The other ‘hostages’ grunted in anger, doing their best to hold in the pain from the shackles burning against their skin. They were ...
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