Francemia, Delilah, Starr, and Jenna arrive in the middle of a camp with almost a hundred men and women staring at them. Starr looked around at some children playing. "At least we know the children won't attack us."
"No, we don't. I hope we don't have to fight our way out of here. Poor children will end up in an orphanage." Francemia looks around. "He’s here somewhere."
“Damn they look thirsty as hell, and we’re their water.” Delilah mumbles, frowning, looking at a man winking at her, “I have a mate.” She points at him.
“Can’t blame a man for trying, beautiful.” He winks at her again.
Jenna steps in front of Delilah. “Stop that. Go away.” she swats at him. “Go on now.”
Francemia cut her eyes at the man and chuckled at Jenna still swatting at him. She thinks she needs to hurr
