Send “Auction” for your muse buying mine as their slave
Derek snarled lowly but kept his head down as he was transferred to the person that bought him, seeing a small female form before him now.
Her gaze softened under his stare. “You can do as you like here,” Summer said gently. “We would prefer it if you took care of yourself, slept and ate and bathed and exercised and so forth. The only thing you can’t do right now is leave the compound.” Putting the tablet down, she sat on the edge of the bed, resting her hand on his leg. “Please try to trust us, a little.”
Derek had weariness and discomfort rolling off of him as she sat and placed a small hand on his leg, the appendage shifting out from under her. “I haven’t bitten any of you yet, is that not a good enough start,” he said, not really meaning to be amusing. It was true, he’d thought about it, but they hadn’t harmed him.
Summer’s mouth twitched a little, as if she was concealing a smile. “You have a very good point,” she said gravely, instead. “I will bear that in mind. Will you come with me now to see Spring, or would you rather eat and sleep some more?”