My Secret, My Bully, My Mates (skylar) by Miss l Free novel Chapter 367

⚠️Trigger warning⚠️

“So someone seems to be trying to help you a little?” The question gives me a little hope that not everyone here is happy and willing to be here.

“I guess, but it’s hard to say. I haven’t left this place in a while. Did he says I’ve been here a year?”

“Yep.” I pop the ‘p’ before putting a piece of carrot in my mouth. I can feel my tongue tingle at the effects of the wolfsbane, but it isn’t unbearable. This girl might be onto something. Then I realized I don’t know her name. “My name is Skylar, and you are?”

She looks up at me, surprised for a second and then says, “Jena, Alpha’s daughter Black Diamond Pack.”

“Black Diamond? Where’s that?” I have never heard of her pack, but I didn’t know many outside a couple hundred mile radius of Alpha Reggie’s territory. So it isn’t hard to believe I haven’t heard the name.

“We’re up in Canada, closer to Alaska, if that helps.”

“You’re a long way from home then, assuming we are still in the vicinity of where they took me.”

“We’ve been in this location for a little while. At least I haven’t been moved, and I usually go where their Alpha goes. He likes to keep his toys close.” She says darkly.

Before I can reply, Scarface comes back with a bucket of water and two small cloths. He drops them all in front of us, sloshing water out of the bucket.

“I don’t know about you, but there were at least twenty people set on me and I’m pretty sure I was drugged. I know I’m a good fighter, it’s the one thing I am confident in. They wouldn’t have caught me in a fair fight.”

“But really, until we know what is going on, we should try and clean up, it keeps the hitting to a minimum, and Micheal likes to hit. He’s kind of a sadist.” I nod. She’s right, going along with this is the best way to figure out what is going on in general and figuring out exactly what Mike’s endgame is.

We were able to work together once Jena showed me that our foot chains were a continuous chain looped through an anchor in the floor. We each stretched out a leg and awkwardly pulled the bucket towards us.

Jena showed me how Micheal likes us to be prepared. I still wasn’t sure what we were preparing for though. I washed my face, hands and arms and went to throw the cloth in the bucket when Jena stopped me.