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Twenty-Seven: Whore

LUSTRE

My legs felt hobby and my thoughts were all over the place. It's been three days since I was brought here, three days since I've been strung up. I had no way of knowing the days and nights but since they brought my third meal and the hours seem to be dragging out forever. I knew I was being given food only once daily because that's the most mercy someone like the Alpha can show to someone like me.

What I've been trying to understand was why he hadn't come to interrogate me, to torture answers from my mouth. I've tried to think of all logical reasons why he was doing that and the only reason I've reached was downright scary.

If he has caught the tiniest hint that I was plotting with someone to end him, then he was keeping me locked up for this long because he wanted me not to be in my right state of mind when he finally comes down to this hell hole to torture the answers out of me.

So I've been forcing myself to remain sane, to remain hydrated and calm. That was the only way
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