THERESA
The sound of approaching voices sent a jolt of urgency through my body.
“Gigi, stay quiet. Act normal,” I mindlinked, my body going rigid as my ears flicked toward the entrance. “I’m going to pretend I’m still chained.”
I hurried back to my original location, and quickly arranged the chains and myself to appear as if I were still bound.
The heavy gate creaked open, scraping against the ground.
Two guards stepped inside, the scent of their sweat and stale breath clinging to the cold air around them. They weren’t cautious. Weren’t paying attention. They weren’t expecting anything.
The taller one, a stocky man with a thick brown beard, carried a metal tray with more dog food and water.
The other, a wiry-looking man with red stubble, muttered something under his breath as he pic
