The sounds of grunting, panting, and sobbing reached her ears clearly. She took a deep breath and the scent of blood, mingled with urine, hit her nostrils hard. Her senses were somehow sharper than before, likely thanks to the little alpha growing inside her. She was essentially a wolf too. Her sight wasn't as good as Klive's, and she couldn't see the people inside the room, but she was certain all three of them were there.
And she was right. Klive turned on the light, and she gasped in shock. She stood on the threshold, staring wide-eyed at the men who had shattered her years ago. Their hands were shackled with sturdy metal chains, hanging from the ceiling, barely able to support themselves on their toes, completely exposed.
She slowly stepped into the room. A strange sense of satisfact
