I rest my elbows on my knees, chin in hands, watching Isaak come through the front door with Bolt and Mayhem on leashes. From my perch atop the staircase, the main entrance hall seems a world away—a distance I'm grateful for.This is the first time I've seen the pair of pitbulls since the night I tried to escape through my bedroom window. And a question nags at me:Where do they keep them?I've yet to learn which is which, but in my mind, I've named the white one with beautiful hazel eyes Bolt, and the gray one with icy blue eyes Mayhem. It seems fitting.How can such beautiful animals be trained to be so dangerous?“Don't worry,” Tavin's voice echoes from behind me. “Efrem made sure they're familiar with your scent.”I turn my head, glancing up at him. He's leaning against the wall, arms crossed, legs casually crossed at the ankles.“They won't hurt you,” he reassures me, his expression softening.This is the first time he's spoken to me since that day—the day he and Matvey dragged m
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