They gasped, staring at me like I had somehow grown another pair of heads when I only have one. I glared at them, infuriated by the way they spoke about werewolves as if we are nothing but animals.
“Oh, your slave is feisty!” The witch said, staring hard at me as if I were a spec of dust under her shoes.
“Feisty?” I turned towards her. “What do know by feisty? You have not —”
The words froze in my throat when I felt an electric shock from the collar on my neck. I touched it, only to be zapped by the power that left it.
I screamed at the pain. I fell on the floor, writhing from pain, before I was knocked out by the intensity of the last tug.
I came to later, lying on a bed instead of the ground I fell on. I glanced around the place only to notice that I'm back in Lux's room.
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