The Ruthless Luna Of Alpha Clyde

er jaw and proceeded to join other workers who had already started with their work. That was

ere stacks and stacks of them, and they were sorted into g

t’s in those

moved to join them. Upon reaching them, she observed them and too

use they paused immediately, their hands falling l

the dread and helplessness that wash

, too different from fitting into the ordinary world. Her gaze slid over to them one after the other,

They were saying nothing, but they all seemed to be thinking collectively. They did

od up and walked towards Emma. Her movement was swift and graceful

nough that she was sniffed, that she was about to be caught, but did they have to look at her l

y different from them, speaking would give her away immediately. But just like

; She asked, taking a step back from Em

d to the tapes and recordings taken during some interrogations with some workers. She knew they rolled their ‘S’ and often replaced their ‘l

something she had learned from the tapes, they always had vague answers to questions. No matter what they were asked, they

ion, as the women stared at her intensely. She prayed, with all of her beings, that she didn’t look as diffe

breathed. “Imposter within us!...” This time,

her. “No! I am not an imposter.” She yelled. It wasn’t true.

e women thundered. “Filthy human&helli

erring to her as human. What were they? She staggered, trying to keep her shaking legs beneath her as she

ang with authority and a note of command that stopped even Emma abruptly in her trac

s Sil

carefully investigated the leader, the ruthless man who oversaw all the operations

rous and ruthless looks. His eyes were bright and

f the rumors she heard about him were true, she was a dead woman. “Work

ooks at her before they moved out. Soon, she would be left alone with Callus. What did he intend to do with her? Maybe she would have a chance

us’s command, circling and eyeing her like she was auctioned for sale. She could h