The night of the party,
Tessa POV
Fiona's grip on my arm was so tight that it hurt, yet I barely noticed. I was overcome with anxiety that the Chief had caught me on my first attempt at scoping the place. Goddess, how would they punish be? Vivi had once mentioned that people where punished with s£x chores in this pack. That some of their pleasure servants were actual prisoners doing time.
"W-what will you do to me?" I asked Fiona.
"You're not in a position to ask questions, Tessa," she snapped.
"What the hell were you looking for taking a tour when you should be working? Your life could be much worse than this, you know! Civilian or not, you're a prisoner of battle. I told you guys that important people will be here tonight. You'd think y'all will be careful, knowing the Chief himsel
