Cushy Prison Cell

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Amber “Cooperate with us and both of you mates,” He touches my belly, “And your pups will live.” I look at where Tyler had been and see a pool of blood on the ground. Then I look at Marcellus with his red eyes staring back at me. “Y-you swear he will live?” I ask hesitantly. “I swear,” Marcellus responds. “And unlike you filthy mutts, I keep my promises.” I take a deep breath, “I will cooperate.” Marcellus chuckles coldly and snaps his fingers. I am grabbed harshly, and my eyes are covered. I hate that, for now, I have to trust these vampires and allow them to do with me what they want, all to keep Tyler and Skylar alive. I am picked up, carried, and placed into what I assume to be a van. I sit quietly while it drives. I listen to Marcellus talk to someone else in the van. They speak

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