Kamrynn
“Where are you going with this skank?” he demands, his voice sharp.
Lysaa doesn’t miss a beat. She straightens up, her expression fierce. “The Alpha’s orders,” she snaps back. “He wants her moved to the lower quarters. Now get out of our way.”
He hesitates, clearly unsure. Lysaa glares at him, her expression full of authority I’ve never seen from her before.
“Move,” she growls.
The man steps aside, and Lysaa pulls me past him, not even giving him a second glance. I can barely breathe, my heart hammering in my chest, but we make it through the doors and into the night.
The cold air hits my face, a sharp contrast to the stuffy room I’ve been chained in for so long. The darkness surrounds us, and for the first time in what feels like forever, I feel a sliver of hope.
Lysaa hel
