Helpless Feeling
"What…" the delta just about screamed at the sight before her. Bree choked on her own voice. The girl was frightened. Albeit blind, her heightened senses picked up on what had happened. The scent of blood was thick in the damp cave air.
"Hush, little wolf," the blue-eyed rogue rushed over to Crysta with keys in her hands. When she reached for the locks, she paused and looked the frightened Crysta in the eye.
Her azure eyes seemed to be looking straight through to the delta's soul, but… for someone that had just killed her friend, she looked nothing like the cold-blooded killer and that perturbed Crysta most of all, "Before I release you, you will agree to my terms."
"What… what do you mean, 'terms'?" Crysta asked her, shocked, surprised, in fear and very curious all at the same time.
Something about the odd blue-eyed woman before her calmed her even though she was sure this wolf was a rogue… Reluctantly, she nodded her head.
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