Chapter Ten: No!
Stomach rumblings filled the dungeon. Laurel held onto her stomach tightly and attempted to shift again within a minute.
She had barely felt fur coming out of her skin when the dungeon door was being tampered with.
She quickly hid behind a wall and wore back the clothes she had removed. She stayed there and peeked at the visitor.
It was the pretty man. She still hid there, and she saw Stefan walk in behind him.
"Laurel?" Stefan called hoarsely.
She would have ignored him; if not, Sorren seemed to be searching for her as well. She came into view. "What is it? Have you decided what to do with me?"
"Do you know a man by the name of Darren?" It was Sorren.
Laurel smiled, hearing his soft voice and unique speech pattern. Her brain was still calculating where she had heard the name Darren before. It was familiar.
