Elma"Treason!""Stone her!""Tear her apart!"My head throbbed with a blinding pain. I blinked, my vision swimming as the blurry shapes around me sharpened into terrifying focus. I was lying on the floor of a steel cage."What... what am I doing here?" "Please.""She's finally awake," a deep, cruel voice sneered.The cage door was yanked open. Rough, massive hands grabbed my arms, hauling me to my feet. My legs were numb, still paralyzed from whatever poison had been in that syringe. I stumbled, my bare feet dragging across the floor as two guards hauled me down a massive, torch-lit corridor.Hundreds of massive, scarred Lycans filled the grand hall, their eyes glowing with raw, unfiltered hatred as they stared at me."Bring her here!" "Alpha, I'd strongly advise you don't do that," a man argued, stepping into my line of sight. It was Zeb, the scarred Lycan from the woods. He glared at me with pure disgust. "She's still dangerous. For all we know, she's a Silver Moon spy sent to
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