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things they didn’t want to.
    Bastian led her out of the practice area and back into the hall. This time he didn’t hold onto her arm, for which she was grateful. Pixie wasn’t use to being handled by anyone, least of all men. Following behind him, they didn’t speak as he maneuvered his way through the underground passages, finally stopping outside a room. Without a word, he opened the door, motioning her inside.
    Pixie eyed him, pausing just outside, before finally walking past him. She stopped, surveying her surroundings with surprise. The room was similar to the one Garrett and Missy were sharing, although this one was slightly smaller. Another door decorated a wall. She wasn’t sure what it led to, but decided she’d investigate when she was alone.
    She did a slow turn, finally meeting his gaze, knowing Bastian was watching her closely the entire time.
    “What are you thinking?” he asked.
    She debated about whether or not to answer him. “This doesn’t really seem like a cell,” she finally said, keeping her face blank.
    He smirked slightly. “That’s because it’s not.”
    “So why am I here?”
    “I decided to keep you closer to me than the other fighters.”
    She couldn’t stop the surprise from flitting across her face. His eyes went to the door she had wondered about, and without any words, she knew this led to his own room. He was keeping her as close as possible, it would seem, and that didn’t bode well for her. He stood there, watching her, probably waiting for her to ask why he was keeping her here, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. There was no way she’d let him see the unease in the pit of her stomach.
    Nor did she need to ask why, because some part of her knew. Whether he was aware of just what they were doing there or not, something had set off his warning bells and made him suspicious of her. She needed to tell the others quickly. Now it was just a matter of getting out of this room on her own. Something she didn’t think would be as easy as it sounded.
    He watched her for only a moment more, their eyes meeting in some silent exchange, before he turned and left her standing there in the middle of the room. Like a trapped animal, Pixie looked at the four walls caging her in and wondered what her next move would be. She’d gotten herself out of far worse situations than this. Although something told her she’d never faced a foe quite like Sebastian Black before now.
     
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    Blinking, Pixie waited for her eyes to adjust to the light, taking a moment to remember just where she was. At some point she must have fallen asleep, although she couldn’t remember even lying down on the bed to begin with. After searching the room for any bugs or cameras, she must have finally succumbed to her exhaustion after travelling for so many days.
    Sitting up slowly, her eyes hesitated on the neatly folded clothes that sat on the corner of the bed. She immediately looked around, as though she’d catch Bastian in the act. There was no question in her mind it was he that had left them there. For whatever reason, Pixie doubted he’d let anyone else in here. Perhaps it was the possessive way he watched her, or knowing that keeping her here wasn’t the norm, but her gut told her he wouldn’t want any of the other guards walking in on her.
    Looking down at the rumpled covers where she’d just been sleeping, her head slowly turned back to the clothes thoughtfully. He’d snuck in here while she slept. Did he stay to watch her? She wondered. Why didn’t the thought of that creep her out the way it should? Instead it was as though knowing he’d been here with her lit some sort of fire within her veins.
    Shaking her head in disgust, she stood and held up each piece to see what he’d left. They were just plain tights and a black tank top. Workout clothes, she guessed. Suited her just fine. Pixie wasn’t one to wear colourful, pretty clothes anyway. A small scrap of red fell to the ground