The Lycan Prince’s Puppy
“Lock the doors!”
Without hesitation, Alaric handed Violet to me, then locked the back door and shut the blinds while Claire worked the front door. Violet babbled in my arms, but I managed to keep her quiet by rocking her back and forth.
“Please be a good girl for Mommy,” I whispered, peeking through the small gap in the curtains. As I stared out of the window, my stomach instantly clenched.
Outside, the villagers were being forced out of their houses and dragged to the center of the square. Elders, men, women, children—and even the saints of the village. They were all being pushed forward like they meant nothing, some even shoved to their knees.