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“Where the hell is that b*tch!” The voice roared, followed by a groan from Rhoda.

I grimaced at the sound of bones breaking, and the scent of blood wafted into my nostrils.

I winced, pushing down the vomit that tried to resurface again.

“Don't, My lady! Don't come out!”

That was what Rhoda said over and over again. Even after receiving multiple blows and maybe severe injuries from whoever was with her.

“Then, you will have to suffer, as well as these ugly-looking pups!” The intruder rumbled, making me shiver.

What was I wanted for?!

Was it because of me, they had come here, just to capture me?

But,...