REMI
Tyr’s hand fisted my hair near my scalp, and he used it to almost rip me off my feet. I tried to pull away, but the pain was intense, making my eyes water as he dragged me through the door of the packhouse while barking orders.
“They’re coming for you,” I screamed at Pip, trying to keep my bearings through the pain. “Protect Cerys!”
“Remi-” was all I heard from her before Tyr’s voice drowned out her voice in my mind.
“You knew about this, didn’t you?” he spat, slapping me hard enough to snap my head to the side, even with him gripping my hair. The strike stung, but not nearly as much as I expected. My lip throbbed with a single beat, and a trickle of warmth dripped down my chin.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I answered through gritted teeth. “You’ve kept us locked
