Fiona's POV.
Smoke, debris and the shrill screams of the pack's most elite members, was all I could hear as I got pulled out of the hall, by my guard.
My heart was racing as every hurried step brought us deeper and deeper into the chaos, closer and closer to the escape I've craved all this time, and yet even as my heart pounded in excitement and relief, there was a creeping feeling running up my spine as the blond man tugged me away from where a rebel and a noble were in the middle of an intense fight.
"Hey, where's Gamma Stone?" I yell over the noise being made by the rebels.
He doesn’t respond, merely continues dragging me further and further away from the fight scene and the hall. Finally I was going to be free, finally was I going to get out of here. I'm really excited, But I can't
