Bound to the Dark King
The guards hesitated to use the silver whip on me, fearing it might injure Elara.
Garrick sprang into action, attempting to separate my wolf, Felicia, from Elara. However, Felicia, driven by rage, turned on him, marking his face with a scratch. As an Alpha, Garrick's strength was formidable. He struck Felicia, sending her tumbling into the room's corner with a whimper. Instantly, two guards intervened, lashing her with silver whips that quickly subdued her, forcing her to relinquish control back to me. I found myself lying on the floor, exhausted and naked, my skin bearing the marks of conflict. Through my haze of pain, I could hear Elara's cries as Garrick rushed to her side.