BRIAR’S POV
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I was certain Fenrys was going to make a spectacle of me running away as we neared the camp, but instead, he turned to me as we walked closer, pressing his index finger to his lips, silently telling me to be quiet.
I followed him, and he pointed to the blanket for me to lay down. I refrained from rolling my eyes by biting my tongue as I calmly laid down, and then he sat down next to me, and yanked my leg to his. I stare at him wide-eyed as he tied our ankles together so that they touch.
“Is this necessary?” I whisper, and he shoots me a glare that seams to scream, shut up.
This time, I roll my eyes and lay back down, on my back since I can’t lay otherwise.
The strings on the back of my corset dress bunched together, forming a knot at my back, and I lay there, shifting u
