Just as I was ready to let sleep take over and get some rest, there was a loud commotion. We couldn’t run to the entrance of the tent, as our chains prevented us. Some guards came running into the tent, looking around at us, then under the cots.
“Where are the prisoners Celeste had?” one asked us.
“We are the prisoners,” Coyle answered.
“No, there were six of them we got from the pack. Where are they?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about. It is just us in here,” Viktor answered, looking annoyed. But secretly inside, we all were cheering Kassandra saved the warriors. Once they were happy with their search, they left us and we all did a silent fist pump and smiled at each other.
“I guess the b***h got what she deserved,” Coyle smiled at me. “But let’s get some sleep, because it wil
