Emily
My blood was boiling as I walked away from Wesley's cell and out towards the women's section. Every woman had been served, except for Hope since the girls were scared of her.
The guard opened the heavy door, wearing gloves since it was covered in a coat of silver as well. He smiles, greeting me and vowing his head slightly. I smile in return and walk past him. "I won't be long," I say, making him smile.
"Do be careful, Mrs. Slate. We'll be vigilant in case you need us."
"No need. I doubt she tries anything."
"Still. You're our beta's mate, we need to take care of you," he says, placing his hand on the rifle hanging on the side of his right shoulder. "Thanks, Kev."
"Beta Slate knows you're down here. He warns you not to get too close," he says as his eyes darken, giving me the sign that Tyler is mind-linking him, giving him orders to keep a closer eye on me.
