The Wild Wolf Stables

Tara didn’t know how long it’d been, but she was sure the club was closed. She’d fallen asleep there, curled up on the mat. She almost wished he’d left her leash. All of this could have ended with her. Eddie might miss her in passing, but she knew unlike her, her death would only make him stumble for the moment. She’d be devastated if he died.

When Guy returned, Tara missed him entering the room and only noticed him when he was standing over her cage. “Eat.”

“What?” Tara wasn’t someone who woke up easily, and she wasn’t a napping type of person. She needed a good eight to ten hours to be instantly awakened when woken like this. But she’d not had that in so long, she’d almost forgotten the pleasure of it.

“Cal ordered me to make sure you eat, or it will be added to your punishment.” Guy didn’t look like he would budge on this, and she imagined them forcing a tube down her throat, then pouring something down the tube.

Tara groaned and looked at the bowls of water