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I said quietly and they nodded in response. Another pair of eyes followed our movements and I could hear the pants and wild heartbeat of the rogues. Well, as long as we stick to my advice nothing will go wrong—“ What. The. Fuck?” Millicent whisper yelled. My eyes followed to what they were all looking at. The sight before us was stomach wrenching and very disturbing. Two rogues feasting on another rogue. Cannibalism. “ What should we do now?” Millicent asked. Nobody had the guts to move as the sight was petrifying beyond anything. In a whisper Felix said to the group, “ We can still get through. But we have to be very careful”.

“I hope you know what you’re doing, Sam, if you don’t disguise your scent very well, even though he’s not a good tracker, he’ll find out.” I went towards Kay, asking anxiously: “And what can I do to disguise it?” “Strong perfume can mask it, but for a short time, Sam, specially because your belly will show. Adam is coming, we better stop talking.” Adam comes to the living room smiling at me. “Aren’t you hungry, little bunny?” “Yes, very. Let’s have dinner?” I poured a can of baked beans in a pot and heat it, put some spices on it, then I fried some steaks, leaving them rare, and put it on my plate with salad and mashed potatoes. Adam was looking at my plate curiously, laughing right after.

As of now, it was so quiet that one could even hear their fingers touching their dinner plates. Anand tore out a piece of the roti, dipped it in the sabzi and stuffed it into his mouth. Visibly, it looked appealing to anyone, but he never appreciated it. “The curry is good,” he said out of the blue, surprising Bhoomika enough to make her steal a glance at him before returning her gaze to her plate. He studied her fiddling with her food, rolling it several times in the curry before putting it back on the plate to repeat all the steps.

Roxy coughed one last time, clearing her throat as she peered down into the basket at the blackened, unrecognizable remains of what was supposed to be our fried chicken. She turned back around to face the room, her cheeks still flushed, but she forced a straight, unapologetic face as she looked directly at my woman. "Don't worry, Sienna, we're safe..." Roxy announced, her voice deadpan as she held up a piece of smoking charcoal with a pair of metal tongs. She gave a small, weak shrug, ignoring Ma’s horrified, judgmental expression behind her. "It's just a little… crunchy." The absurdity of her words echoed through the silent kitchen.

If I hadn't warned the others before coming here, Isabella and the girls might have already exploded in rage because of the captive humans, who were tortured and locked up in a cage. "You show up at the right time, Lady Rosheen. Tonight, we will auction a special item or rather a special being. I'm certain you'll take a liking to that being. Many big shots will appear tonight after I release the news." Romero said with a smile. Special being? I have a bad feeling about this. "Sir Romero, I'm curious. What special being are you talking about? Can you tell me?" Rosheen uttered curiously.

Perhaps your rogue is still out there somewhere, waiting to be discovered. END OF BOOK EIGHT

“You realizing you’ve got a lot to make up for?” “Yup. I think I’ll be making it up to her the rest of my life. If she’ll let me.” And that’s the real question, isn’t it? Later Breakfast was amazing. Partly because Naomi wasn’t stressed—thanks to Nyx’s ability to keep our ADHD pack in line. And partly because the food was unreal. Nyx made a Romanian sweet bread called Cozonac. Apparently it’s something the Riding Hoods make for special occasions. The fact that Nyx shared something so personal, something she remembered fondly? That mattered. I got the sense she doesn’t have many of those kinds of memories.

I mutter, hatred still flowing through my veins instead of blood. I wrap the garrotte wire tighter across my hands, getting into stance as my eyes follow a subtle movement from the bushes. The signal is a howl from Ryker. Ragnar has us all briefed. My hands are covered in a pair of knuckle dusters. I had my leather jacket over my gear, which was actually a crop top and slick black pants that allowed me to move around, a utility belt with a series of knives strapped to it, and military boots. A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.

I told him honestly. "Then you had better be prepared to fight when the rogues attack because you will definitely be putting your life on the line to protect the four of them," Luca replied. "Like I said, I will happily do that. Blake is my best friend and Ellie, for all her sarcasm and serious tendencies to be annoying, is truly amazing and I think she is wonderful. She makes Blake happy and that, in turn, makes me happy," I said as we walked out of the dungeons and into the open. Damn did it feel good to be out of there and actually doing something to rectify the problems I had caused, the problems which could ultimately endanger the lives of the people I care most about right now.

Rob had shaken and called out, "Slaves to lick or kiss chest for three minutes." "Too bad it's only your chest, Master, but you probably can't get hard again so soon anyway. Not like Ron. Perhaps I should send you to Mistress Dark's so I can have an erection any time I want." I started licking and kissing his chest. Rose was doing the same for Sandra. Rose knows how to please women so Sandy was enjoying every second. The three minutes expired. Rob called out, "Lick or kiss anus for five minutes. Slaves pull back your legs."