Page 7 of Okay, I Regret a Little
Foxes were so different from wolves. Wolves got all growly and possessive when they were dating. Hauser gave me all kinds of advice about stealing and life. The only thing I could give him in return was not to be such a possessive twat when it came to his girlfriends. They weren’t even his fucking mates.
“Some of us avoid both because we are shitty at dating,” I said.
Wren was about to wet herself she was laughing at me so hard. I got why she thought it was funny, but not why every single fox within earshot was laughing too. They didn’t know my shitty dating life had gotten a million times more complicated now that it involved the moon.
“This is prison,” Candra said. “It’s way less complicated in here. You either make someone your bitch, or you are someone’s bitch.”
“And I’d pay all the money in my commissary to see you make big beefy Dakarys and Rajack your bitches,” Whisper said.
“That’s only with men. Women form alliances. We aren’t uncouth, and we don’t call our girlfriends our bitches here. Just because it’s prison doesn’t mean you have to be a savage.”
“What’s your body count currently at, Wren?” Whisper snorted.
“That’s different. That’s business.”
Suddenly, all the bright lights just went out, and everyone quit talking. Was it finally over? Wren hopped off my bed and started dragging the mattress back on hers.
“What the fuck is going on?”
“They found a weapon on someone or multiple people. They’ve been dragged to solitary for questioning. They’ll pin it on one of them because it’s easier, and the prisoners will figure out who did it and get justice. Go to bed, Rei. They don’t care how late they left the lights on while they were searching. You must be up for count at the same time as every morning.”
I groaned. I didn’t know what time it was since they didn’t let us have phones or watches. They didn’t exactly put clocks up in the cellblocks either. Everything was done by those infernal bells, and I was still learning what each one meant.
This shithole threw you in solitary for not being a morning person.
