Grasping at straws
One of the guards standing outside brought in a woman.
She was a werewolf, and her hands were tied in front of her body with a rope. Her clothes, a pair of business pants and a white top, were smudged with dirt. Her eyes moved around the room fearfully.
“Who is this?” Jonathan asked, annoyance dripping from his voice.
“Someone I thought you would like to meet,” Mia said, getting to her feet. She walked towards the woman and reached up to hold her chin. She looked back at Jonathan with a smile. “She is a beauty, isn’t she?”
The woman jerked her face away from Mia’s grip. “My brother will make you pay for this,” she spat.
Mia stepped back and walked back to Jonathan, unbothered by the threat. “She is Thomas’s sister. I thought you’d like to have fun with her.”
Jonathan’s eyes took in the woman from top to bottom. Mia waited expectantly, but her hope crashed when he turned away without showing interest.
She had thought bringing him a new plaything could at least soothe his emotions and ma
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