Ember POV
I turn just in time to see a huge white wolf stalking toward us. I pull against the chain, but Bradley holds me in place. "What the f**k are you doing? We need to run Bradley." He makes no move despite the wolf getting closer by the second. "Bradley, if we don't get the f**k out of here we are both dead. They won't spare you after you helped me escape." I yank again, trying to get him to move.
The wolf is only a few feet away when it shifts. F**k, it's the Queen of Wolves. "Hello Ember, did you like our little game? I may not be one for torture, but I don't mind teaching a b**ch a lesson. Did you feel a sense of hope only to have it ripped away," she asks. "Why are you even here? This isn't your kingdom. You have no authority here," I scream at her.
She throws her head back
