In jail.
Lisa’s stance.
I woke up slowly and tried to move, but I found myself paralyzed by fear. The room was pitch-dark and filled with the stench of death, and the air was filled with screams and the sight of dead bodies. I took a deep breath and realized that I was in an all too familiar situation. I have been here before.
‘We’re here again,’ I heard my wolf’s weak voice. I could feel her sadness.
‘Yes, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I thought too highly of myself, believing I could escape from here.’
’I’m not blaming you, Lisa.’
‘I’m at fault. I should have listened to you when you warned me to stay put,’ I admitted. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘It’s okay.’
“You’re awake,” King Alexander said as he walked into the jail. “How does it feel to be back here, little wolf?” I couldn’t respond. I knew w
