Chapter 52

(Siobhan’s P.O.V)

After they were done covering me with their nasty ass spunk, minions 1 and 2 brought me back to my cell where the children were. Luckily, I didn’t have to pass by their cells to get to mine, so they wouldn’t be traumatized seeing me like this. Minions 1 and 2 throw me to the floor of my cell, laughing that I looked good for a dead woman. I curled into a ball on the floor, smelling strongly of my own vomit, and let the tears flow harder than they had before. I didn’t give Wyatt the satisfaction of my screams or fear…but at what cost? This could cost me my mate; I know for a fact Tiernan felt what was going on.

“Hey, Siobhan. It’s Hope, are you okay? Did the bad men hurt you?” She asks quietly.

“No, Hope. I’m fine.” I whisper, just loud enough for her to hear.

“But you’re crying. I can smell it.”

Damn their enhanced abilities. Even though they don’t have their wolves yet, children are able to hear, see, and smell better than human children.