The guards wrenched her away from the railing by her arms. Their fingers bit into her skin as they dragged her backward, losing sight of the arena floor as she struggled. She twisted, fought, and kicked uselessly against their grips, but they were stronger, and she was still weakened from her time in captivity.
“Stop struggling,” one of them hissed. “You’ll make it worse when Alpha returns.”
Worse.
The word rang hollow. Her life couldn’t get worse if Merrow won this encounter. It would be a living embodiment of Hell. The guards paused, letting Lyra finally look back down. Merrow was wearing a smug smile, stepping in front of Kade, whose eyes were on her. He looked furious that the guards were touching her.
Lyra didn’t breathe as Kade’s hand closed around Merrow’s face. She had seen v
