>>>Kaid POV
I had shifted back and dressed in some ratty shorts they had available so I could talk to these young women that had been taken prisoner. I didn’t understand what was going on. I had been talking to the girl named Sara, the one that could blink us, and she was telling me what she knew. She had been there for two years at this point, and they took her out of her bedroom window in the middle of the night. No one ever knew, and thought she had run away because she was a willful teenager in a difficult homelife. She was a witch, not a wolf, and she was scared and timid of every quick movement of suddenly loud sound. She reminded me of my mothers rat dog.
She explained to me that a woman by the name of Madam Suzette would scout for the suitable places and then the girls
