I wasn’t looking where I was going and ploughed into someone walking over to join the line holding a book in their hands. The book fell to the floor... I bent down to pick it up and straightened to look into a pair of the most mesmerizing brown eyes I’d ever seen. Long glossy black hair was swept back from her oval face that had the hint of the orient in her features. I couldn’t tell what the rest of her looked like, other than she was probably in her late twenties or early thirties and she was. Today he had sent me a msg simply asking me to be ready and waiting for him at one i the noon. I cancelled all my appointments and waited for him in the basement parkling .I was luckily dressed in a simple sleevelss kurta and white shalwar because I knew if I was really dressed to kill Rohit would really rip me apart. When we were in his car Rohit started softening me by telling me what he was going to do with me once we were alone. This was a mind game really used to soften me up so that by. As she watched her husband’s hands exploring Faiths’ body, she wondered what was going through Faith’s mind. When Faith returned home, she did not have to be a slave. her deal had been with Jane and the deal called for the release of the girl at the end of the summer. Perhaps Faith thought it was still summer since she had not gone back to school yet. More likely, Faith was naturally submissive and took pleasure from being owned. In any event, Faith had easily fallen back into her role of her. I have to admit that I was pleased to see that the wolves had managed to wound the orlan. The orange blood drops did mark the snow for a while, but I was not sure what that meant. I did hope that meant that the orlan was mortally wounded, but I sincerely doubted that. That did bring up the interesting thought of how many wolves would it take to kill the orlan?I did begin to think that the orlan might be badly hurt because we did spot occasional spots of orange blood on the snow. Well, at least.