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My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 11

We all put down our trays, mostly still filled with food, on the big metal table standing in the kitchen area, and wondered if our work was over. Suddenly, we became surrounded by the casino workers.

"Is the event now over? Do you want us to do anything else?" Carla asked someone who looked like the staff's manager.

I could see that she was trying to stay composed, but at the same time, she kept clenching her fists just to prevent them from shaking. I stood right beside her, trying to help her keep calm, but I was trembling inside as well.

The manager looked Carla up and down and smirked.

"You all have done an amazing job. Now, we need you to go through the door on the other side of the room," he said casually.

"And what is it behind that door?" Carla inquired nervously.

"Your only way out," he stated, grinning.

That smile of his was soaked in pretended courtesy. His eyes were cunning and cold, and those other casino employees that surrounded us looked just as vicious as him. They were all gazing at us like predators, and we were their prey. I had known these kinds of gazes well. Those wolves that were chasing me had often looked at me with eyes as vicious as those. Right now, it was clear that whatever they were planning, it couldn't be anything good for us…

The casino crew opened the door that the manager mentioned. There was no light in the room in which this door led. Nonetheless, the manager stood right by the entrance and smiled, pointing his hand towards the darkness.

"Now, walk inside," he ordered, suddenly changing his tone to a harsh one.

I grabbed Carla's hand, preventing her from going anywhere.

"Go inside!" he repeated loudly and more spitefully.

"No!" I opposed while glaring at him.

The rest of the girls crowded behind me and Carla. They all looked horrified. Our situation looked close to hopeless. I could bet that except for me, none of those girls had ever practiced martial arts nor knew how to defend themselves. That was leaving me standing against fifteen men. Even if I used to fight werewolves, and they turned out to be untrained humans, I only knew how to protect myself, and not the group of twenty vulnerable females.

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