❦ Rosalind ❦
“Calm down, boy… sshh.” I was shaking, zaps of terror stabbing my chest. “Please don’t hurt me.”
The massive bulldog in front of me did not speak English, but I hoped my tone would convey to him that I was no threat, and I really didn’t want to be eaten.
Primo had refused to listen to my pleas, threats, and propositions. He’d instead thrown me into a large dog pen. A metal cage as wide as two cars parked side by side. It wasn’t enough space for me and seven dogs.
“Please…” my voice broke. His growls rumbled from deep within his chest, rheumy eyes locked on me with a promise of death.
In the hour I’d been locked in with them, the dogs had growled at me but left me alone as long as I cowered at one edge and didn’t move a muscle. Whenever I so much as stretched my legs or t
