Promise Me You Won’t Give Up

[SICARIO]

Anger was the first thing she felt when she woke up in the middle of Sicario, filled with the familiar scent of friendly wolves. She hadn't imagined that this war where she would be fighting her battles, but it never made sense. 

She had been on the ship with them, only to find herself in her bed in Sicario was one of the most insulting things to her. And Mbali was pissed. She wanted to get out there and ask the questions of why she was here, but she could smell the confusion too. 

The sailors they were with on the ship and come to Sicario and there had been an explosion, at least that much she had heard from everyone. 

When they had gotten her out of the ship, she had played dead because that was the only way for her to know what the fuck was going on and why in all hell she was out there with her Mistress serving her.