quite some time, seeing as the Secret Ops can barely budge through this kidnapping fiasco," Tristana replied.
"What if they genuinely were curious, and later changed their mind?"
"Same effect. Think of it as a spell that stays on you until who knows when," Tristana reasoned.
"Isn't us talking about it to this extent considered against it?"
"Nope." Dominick shook his head. "Because we don't have any intention to take them down. It's when you go up to, say, a police officer and try to spill the beans that the magic will do its thing."
"It just disables you from saying it," I confirmed.
"Depending on how much you know," Adonis noted. "The more you know, the more painful it can get when you attempt to spill the beans. Some have died trying to 'bring them down.'"
"All right. Then what's the plan? I can't get out of this easily, can I?"
"Not necessarily." Otis looked even more annoyed as he scrunched his face. "We're still working out a plan, but unless we can prove your innocence, which is impossible since you were dumped here, we have to try and shut this whole prison down."
"Which, as of now, is impossible," Adonis revealed.
"Unless we can get enough horsepower from the inside out," Dominick whispered.
"Which means basically doing what happened at that other prison that exploded. Just minus the 'almost everyone dying' part," Tristana said.
"How are we possibly going to do that? So far I've made more enemies than friends."
"You said you made two friends," Tristana reminded. I'd only explained bits about Alisha and Ivy, but now that the others were here, it would be good to let them know about the two allies I had.
Three if you counted Omarion, and four if I'm on Doc's good side.
"I made two friends. Ivy and Alisha. It's not like we're close buddies who will die for one another, but we eat together. Ivy's a wolf shifter. I think an Alpha or something."
"How did an Alpha wolf get trapped in here?" Adonis pondered. "Sure, anyone can get trapped in here, but Alphas, especially females, are rare and pretty powerful on their own."
"She probably doesn't have a pack." Tristana sighed and leaned against the wall as she tapped her lips in wonder with her finger. "Yes, Alpha females are rare and powerful, but without a pack, she probably doesn't know what her potential is."
"Maybe." I couldn't answer that, seeing as I didn't know much about how she got in here. Certainly, there was foul play, but to what degree?
"What about Alisha?" Adonis questioned.
"I'm honestly not sure what she is," I admitted. "She has a royal vibe to her. Um, Monarch?"
The four of them were silent, giving me blank expressions.
"Is that a bad word or something?" I questioned.
"Monarchs are what supernaturals consider gods. Think of them as supernatural demigods," Otis answered. "Last name?"
"Butterfly."
"Hmm." Otis bit his lip. "That last name is part of a legend. I doubt it's her if she's young, but there was a family with that surname that bore only Monarchs. However, female Monarchs are almost non-existent at this point. If she's truly a Monarch, she's going to be one of our best advantages."
"Interesting," I mumbled. "Why is she trapped here then?"
"Maybe she doesn't know how powerful she is?" Tristana suggested. "It's like the Alpha wolf, Ivy, but on a greater scale. Monarchs are powerful because they know just how lethal they can be. Think of it like being a confident boxer or martial arts master. When you've gained enough experience and won enough times, your confidence and capabilities increase. Only in this case, with supernaturals, there are very few limits to our capabilities. Monarchs are like supernaturals on steroids."
"So, she doesn't really know how much of a badass she is," I concluded.
"Exactly." Adonis nodded.
"She has amnesia," I noted. "Don't know how, but she's also psychic."
"Psychic but has amnesia?" Tristana pondered it. "Well, some psychics can't read themselves."
"Or there's a block." Otis looked intrigued. "If a Monarch is down here and it wasn't her choice, someone obviously put her here."
"And they're going to be screwed when she finds outs," Dominick added, releasing me from his hold to walk over to stand next to Tristana.
"An advantage for us," I whispered. "Alisha said I'll for sure come back here, but by choice and not due to someone else's desire."
"Someone else's?" Otis arched an eyebrow. "Your tone makes it seem like your kidnapping was truly on purpose."
"It was," I declared and frowned. "You guys don't know?"
"About?" the four of them said in unison.
I bit my