Bab 137: Meet The Same Fate

The head Reaver's lips twisted in a sneer as he looked around the room, finally finding me in my cage.

"What do you want?" asked Rip as he went to sit down on the bed, ignoring the couch and chairs in the living room area.

"We're getting a new batch of fighters in," grunted Alpha, going to stand in front of Rip. He might have been towering over the other man, but Rip wasn't intimidated in the least.

"And I care why?" replied Rip with a sneer of his own.

"Did you know your bed smells like her?" returned Alpha, completely changing the subject.

Rip scoffed. "My entire cabin smells like her," he pointed out. I might not have their sensitive smell, but I was sure that having my scent over everything in an area of this size was normal.

"One of the fighters is claiming that you two are fucking," shrugged the Alpha as he walked over to my cage and crouched down to look at me.