Drea felt the cold bite against her soft flesh making her shiver, but she concentrated on keeping the tears away from her eyes. The enemy must not see how weak she felt, how vulnerable. Her clothe was torn at the top, exposing a large part of her flesh that should have been kept hidden, and she had to cover them with her tiny fingers each time a male stared. They had put them in cages, the males together, and she being the only female had been left alone. Drea sucked in a breath as she remembered her home, her own pack. They all probably thought she was dead now, and so they would not even bother to look for her. She shivered slightly as a warm tear finally escaped her eyes. She missed her Papa so badly. A male from the enemy pack, the ones who had captured her, walked up, inspecting the cages, and then he came to stand in front of hers. Just like all males, his eyes went to her torn blouse, and he grinned. It was a predators grin, Drea had seen it on the faces of males b
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