The siren was screaming in agony, and even though her screams were muffled, the sound reverberated through the room and the walls.
Inez stared at the sight in front of her and then looked away. She couldn't watch it anymore; she knew that sirens were used as sex slaves for the shifters. A toy for their amusement, but watching it was different.
She said to Selene, "I need to get some air." The scent of musk and the alpha vibes of the alpha were coating the air, making many of the half-bloods and submissives uncomfortable. One by one, everyone had taken their leave, for they couldn't bear the pressure; thus, no one doubted anything when Inez said that she wanted to step out.
