::What the hell?:: Tony said to Wulf, blocking his words from the other shifters.
::It’s their way of keeping us from shifting while we’re working. If we did, the collar would strangle us in our wolf forms. They’re afraid we might decide to rebel, as hard as the work is.::
::Something to look forward to, or not,:: Tony replied sourly.
He was thankful the collar wasn’t tight around his throat, although he could see that it would be deadly so if he did shift.
As soon as everyone was collared, the guards escorted Tony and four others to the gold mine while two others took the rest of them to the silver mine, according to Wulf.
At the mine, a second set of guards passed out heavy titanium hammers and soon Tony was experiencing the joys, and he used the term very loosely, of hard manual la
