Work For You?
Amanda eyed the door in front of her with a mixture of fear and trepidation. This was more than just being called into the principal's office.
No principal would beat you, starve you, and subject you to humiliation for not obeying every last word.
"It works better if you knock," sneered the man's voice beside her. "Unlike you freaks, we can't smell you through the door.
Amanda turned to look at her captain, Brett. She almost bit off her tongue, keeping the words in her head from being spoken out loud.
But she had learned very quickly that talking back earned her more punishments than simply keeping her mouth shut.
In her head, her wolf opened one eye before tiredly closing it again. That part of her was practically dead, unable to do anything more than keep her alive through the torture.
Tramping down her resentment over her situation and her wolf, Amanda nodded her head and knocked on the door.