Mina
I gasped. Did he just ignore me? “You should leave. After all, I am just a f*****g halfling, a w***e to your Alpha.” My words were bitter. “I am just trying to save my friend, yet you treat me like…”
I didn't realise Pompeo had swinged toward me with wild and desperate eyes. “You’re making this up, aren’t you?” he asked. “Tell me, Mina—this is just some clever lie to save your arse, right?”
I crossed my arms, staring him down with all the coldness I could muster. “Why don’t you take that chance and find out?”
The truth was, I had no idea what he was talking about. Was it about me or Stacy? Who cares about anything to save our lives, right? I was prepared for the mockery once Pompeo and his men had left us. There was an unspoken rule within the Pit—within ourselves.
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