The King's Mate

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Tamar

obbed in pain, and she kept her eyes shut tightly. Flashes

y shut her eyes to collect herself and opened it again. She was welcomed with a stinky smell of d

he didn't see any rodents around making it tolerable for her o

ell, it was more like a box with a locked rustic m

il

and unbelievably star

s went down her spine as she remembered that and how she was almost

she tended to an unfamiliar man, who h

mely huge black wolf that appeared in front of her, and everything went bl

t she was the only one there. She wouldn't know wh

red at th

he was the on

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ppened

nt her

e large b

towards her whole body and heaved a deep sigh –

nd she gradually walked towards the metal bars – looking at

lip to stifle he

– almost touching the ceiling – makes he

looked at the guard, who was stand

I don't know why I'm here!" She plea

if she could break through it to a

quick glance in her place. He was just standing li

racked for her uns

throat as she tried to yell again

u hear me

nraged howls – coming from the numerous p

tiny little clue of what they could be. Her heart beat hitched and her eyes widened a

nding afront, made the enraging howl into weakened and frigh

rd. It was making her maddeningly crazy. She c

leaning his head at the back of his hand while his elbows were resting on his thigh. He was on the other prison, facing her and

shouting, pup," he conc

hooting daggers at him. She didn't know him; besides, he was al

urn-furred wolf in the woods and even Benson. Well, they weren't dead yet – right?

man asked her with a hint o

calling her a pup – she's not a puppy, for goodness'

lthy man. Well, just being hypercritical – the man was wearing a huge torn murky da

ape. He had thick brows that matched his dark gray eye

gue, huh? Well, I don't think you wouldn't have the chance to get out of here

t a puppy." Tamara finally said infuriatingly –

urrendering to her – well, sort of – becaus

the main door creaked wide open. Her eyes broadened as s

the jail room. Their faces were stoic and blank while wa

d the same, though – equally muscular and tanned. Their

es there. Tamara swallowed hard – as she thought that maybe they could help her out. T

them a plain bored look – gone were his proud l

mented as his lips curled upwards sardonica

your imagination, then – go on." The man inside the cell plain

jar – her eyes gaze moved from one to the other –

." The other man said, crossing hi

, who immediately obliged and unlocked t

his pants as if it wasn't already filthy as it were, and proudly walked through the

rned around – didn't want to get provoked b

gave her a side glance and winked at her befor

th ajar, swallowed hard befor

them with a hint of

nd theirs. She slightly nibbled her bottom lip to con

words to say – her mind was in haywire and the w

while the arrogant man gave her an amused one. Tamara

ing to stop her hammering h

se get me out, too? I need to get out from here." She begged

tears – no amount of pity in their faces and as if she

hing achingly at th

commit a graved sin. All of the prisoners will be executed tomorrow, so brace yourself." The taller man called Dill

ok his head – as if he was

that words, she had heard. She absentmindedly looked at the men

nt of doubt that she might be innocent – as if they were all just r

the heck

peedily echoing in her ears as she slam

shakingly

ntire room, ignoring the stinging pain in her both hands an

No!" She mi

iably despera

e slapping the metal bars in front of her. He

forearms – slowly losing her faith – as she

t see her pa

t find justi

fulfill her pr

facing her mi

full of tears that raced down her cheeks. Her hard pants and heartbroken sobs fille

and leaned on the brick walls from behind. Tamara lost