<b><u><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">Mika</span></span></span></u></b><br/><br/>The blond smiled as Victoria scrambled back and then practically begged her not to say anything.<i>Got her.  </i>Her plans seemed to be back on track and her...benefactor would be happy with the results.  Mika stepped closer to the bars, a dirty hand running through her dirt-matted hair.<br/><br/>"What do I want?  Is it really that easy?"  She whispers, fingers wrapping around the bars.  She stares at the other woman, her lips twitching as if to fight off a smirk before she reaches out suddenly and grabs the Luna by her shirt and drags her against the bars.  She licks up the other woman's cheek before smiling.<br/><br/>"My name is Mika and I want out of here.  Get me out of here, or I'll tell everyone your dirty secret."  Mika steps back before the luna can retaliate and throws herself on the stiff cot.  She begins humming softly and pillows her head on her arms, seeming content even in jail.<br/><br/><u><b><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">Preston</span></span></span></b></u><br/><br/>Preston breathed a sigh of relief when there was no retaliation and the Alpha simply rushed out to be with his mate.  He's a bit lost in thought until Jaymus comes up and brushes up against his leg.  Automatically, his hand drops down and runs through the fur of his mate before he catches himself.  Right.  Jaymus probably wanted out of the door.<br/><br/>"Sorry, Gamma," he says softly and opens the door.  Once the small wolf takes off, Preston goes to his own room.  Behind closed doors, his self-control dips and he slings his desk chair across the room, breaking it.  He lets out a yell of frustration and begins to pace.  He's angry.  He's hurt, and he feels like the scum of the earth.  Mika survived.  Were there others?  Had he failed his pack by accepting solitude with the Blue Moon pack?<br/><br/>No, he had spent two years searching for anyone.  He had lived off of the land, in wolf form.  He'd never found a trace of anyone.  Did he not try hard enough?  Should he have kept searching?  He was a kid!  He thought he had done everything!<br/><br/>Preston skips the shower and instead heads back outside.  As soon as his feet are in the grass, he shifts again and the large, grey wolf disappears into the woods.