The edges of Narcissa's lips curled upwards as she watched the limp bodies of Greyson and the wolf that she assumed must be Lexi's other mate, Allen, being dragged along the floor and into the cavern that served as their holding cells.
Her brother Ely's flesh constructs were unhindered by the weight of the two males that they dragged behind them, yet they moved far slower than Narcissa would have liked.
She sighed dramatically as she swept past them and flung open the door to one of the iron barred cages that had seen better days, gesturing impatiently to the constructs.
"Well come on! I haven't got all damn day!" She snapped in their direction, but received no response other than a slow blink as they made their way towards her.
"Really? More prisoners?" a derisive voice cam
