Third Person POV
She wasn't going to get out of here alive, she thought bitterly. She had two choices, allow them to kill her, or to face an execution for what she had taken part in. She growled, swishing her tail, and then faltered. Blood was trickling out of her wounds. She made one more dash towards the black wolf and was promptly sent sprawling backward, hitting a tree and yelping. The black wolf shifted and she stared into the cold, dark eyes of the Alpha King, a menacing expression on his face.
"Shift" he demanded icily.
She tried to resist his command, with every fiber of her being, but his will was stronger than hers and his aura pushed at her, more powerful than anything she could hope to fight against.
She shifted, weeping softly. His expression was condemning. She stared up
