== Enna’s POV ==

“You should wear this” said Liza, handing me the same uniform she was wearing. We were in the changing rooms of the female staff of the prison he had locked me in. Thankfully, it had been near the cell he kept me in. Liza kept telling everyone I was a newbie and yelled orders at me every time someone was looking at us.

“Is there a lot of people like me working with them?” I asked her while butting up my shirt.

“Shifters you mean?” she asked. I nodded. “I don’t know exactly, some of them are clearly brainwashed though” she shrugged.

“What do you mean?” I asked again, now lacing a pair of boots up.

“Well, some kinda share the ideology of this place. Nathalie told be how it had been for you, but plenty of the other shifters weren’t as badly treated. They seduced them into thinking that it will give them to opportunity to live freely” she answered in a whisper, keeping an eye out.

“It makes no sense, we’ll never be free. There’s a few millions of shifters on Earth, by counting the wolves in and being generous, Humans are billions” I answered almost ready.

“I know, plus most of us like to live hidden, especially the packs. They, however, want to rule the world” she answered making a dramatic gesture and a grimace all at once. “Imagine what they could do if they had wolves who could have super powers like yours…I don’t even know what your power is” she said with a snort.

“No super powers for me. I’m just a bird” I answered. It was half a lie. Even if my power was powerful, it wasn’t meant for battle.

“Whatever. You ready?” she asked checking me out. I nodded again.

“This uniform suits you better than me” she chuckled. She was less curvy and leaner than me, although she was all muscles and I was all thin layers of malnourished human with very little muscles but curves. “Now, for the hard part. Here’s the plan: We sneak out of the changing rooms, we walk with purpose to the front door and we get out”

“That’s not a plan. Walking out is not going to happen. Have you ever seen this place?” I answered. I remembered my escape and it hadn’t been easy, less easy than just “walking out”.

“Oh trust me, everyone is busy with the attack so no one will care” she said with a shrug walking towards the door.

“What if they start wondering why we aren’t busy with the attack?” I asked, grabbing her wrist before she pulled the door open.

“They won’t, no one cares, no one wonders here” she answered, her eyes a strange shade darker than before.

She didn’t even have time to pull the door open as it opened on his own, revealing a lady the size of a grizzly bear. She looked at Liza from toes to head, then emitted a little grunt. She was so large the doorframe could barely fit her in, she smelled of rotten wood and mushrooms, her blond hair was a tangled mess vaguely looking like an hair do, her lips were red with lipstick, and her skin reddened at her cheeks and on some parts of her double chin, as if she had rashes. She gave Liza a death glare, then looked at me with the same eyes, grey and severe, behind blue framed glasses held around her neck by a golden chain.

“Whatcha’ you got there Delaware?” she asked Liza, showing teeth and spit, a heavy accent in the tone.

My breath got stuck in my throat, we were not even out of the changing room and we were already in trouble. What had Liza said about just “walking out”? I can seem to remember over the mental film of me choking her to death if I ever get out of this place. Liza, however, seemed totally unfazed by the apparition if the grizzly woman with the death glare.

“You are late, Marta” she said, crossing her arms over her chest as if she was truly mad at the lady.

“I knooooooooow” answered the one called Marta. Her demeanor changed from evil grizzly to cupcake giant in a second. “I had to bypass the guards, you know how they can be” she said, giggling, but her tone was a bit too low to match the attitude.

“I’m Marta” she said, holding her hand up for me to shake. As I did, she pulled me into a tight hug. “Ohmigosh I can’t believe we’re really saving you…and ourselves. This place stinks, seriously” she said with a loud snort.

“Can’t you be less obvious?” asked Liza. “All right, let’s get our move on”.

Marta stepped back, allowing us out of the room. Liza led the way, Marta closed it. I was stuck in between. My heart strummed on my ribs while my brain rhythmically hummed Simon’s name. I couldn’t rush it, but all I could think about was him leaving to kill my mate.

“Stop fidgeting” whispered Liza to me. I looked up to her and it is when I noticed it. We were walking through the hallways and a lot of people were there. Most of them wore similar uniforms, the ones I had seen for years while being kept here, but none of them paid attention to us, at all. It was like walking while invisible, except they knew we were there, moving out of our way, not reacting as if they couldn’t see us when we bumped into someone, but they just weren’t paying attention to us, at all.

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I know it is a short update, you should get the rest tomorrow, I just thought I would finish the chapter off today but I got stuck because of the snow and it messed up my schedule. Better a small update than none at all right?