Kane’s POV
I watch Animal stalk the prisoners slowly, singing the words to the childish game. His voice echoes off the cold stone walls, the sound reverberating with an eerily promise of death. In the dim cave light, his shadow elongates across the floor towards the prisoners, making the women cower in fear.
“Damn, Animal, I’ve never seen you so excited before. Getting to play with new torture items must be a real treat for you.” Mad Dog laughs.
Serena points her finger at Animal. “These items are mine, and they had better be clean when you’re done using them. I don’t enjoy finding bits of skin and blood on my tools.”
If I hadn’t seen her wink at Animal first, I wouldn’t have been able to control my facial expression. Several of my warriors turned their backs, and others moved to d
