Genevieve:
The sight was rather damning. My heart slipped inside my chest, and I took a moment before following Monique to appear before the others. My mates were standing with silver chains around their wrists, as if they were prisoners. The moment they saw me, they lowered their eyes, displaying guilt. But I was sure there was no way my dad was able to put those restraints on them by force; they must have gotten into those chains willingly. Even Wolvin had shackles now, and sadly, they had put them around his ankles too, always viewing him as this uncontrollable beast.
"She insisted on coming," Monique told my father, who had a silver whip in his hand. He better not be using that on my mates. Then I looked to the side and saw Kit in silver chains on her knees, her palms meeting before
