BUBBLE BUTT

KATRINA

I would give anything to be out of my prison!

Cannon might have saved me from Kane, but I was still returned to the packhouse and there was nothing I could do about it. On normal occasions, I don’t have night vision or any sharpened senses because I was just mere human, but yesterday, I could distinguish the scents of all three of them.

Ian had an earthy musk scent with traces of bergamot. Kane’s strong Bay Rum scent couldn’t be overlooked even without a sharp nose but his sweet peppermint combo just contrasted his attitude. As for Cannon, he had that comforting Eucalyptus smell with an equal dose of vetiver.

I was given a new dress this morning. It was a long singlet strapped cashmere dress and I was cuddled against the wall. This time, I wasn’t in the dungeon, but in a grand room.

The room was bigger and better than mine at Southpaw. There was a large golden wingback bed at the center of the end of the room and the walls were covered in white classic wallpaper. Two comfortab