“Get up, it’s time for us to leave.”
“W-What do you mean? Leave? To where? J-Jerald…? I d-don’t want to…I…my heat’s over already.”
“Of course, it is…hadn’t his son already f*cked the sh*t out of you? Get up Denae, be glad that I’m risking my life to save you.”
Denae scrambled to her feet, squinting her eyes at Claudia. “You’re saving me? H-How…? W-Why?”
“We don’t have much time, I’ll explain on our way out…but we need to go now, the scent of his blood will soon start spreading…” She gestured towards the dead guard on the floor. “And when it does, Jerald’s men will start filing in.”
Denae did not trust her…but what other choice did she have right now? Whether or not she took this chance, she’d die.
So hesitantly she stepped towards Claudia who hurriedly grabbed her hand, pulling her o
