Elara POV.
I was still being held tightly by Kael, my arm twisted behind my back so hard that my bones felt like they were about to break. Then, he whistled—not a normal whistle, but a cold code—towards the door of his office.
Soon, Irvine rushed in, his face still pale, carrying a bottle of thick green potion.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, YOU DAMNED ALPHA?! LET ME GO!" I shouted, struggling with all my might. The scream was filled with such despair and rage that my body trembled.
Kael didn't answer. He only pressed my body tighter. He signaled Irvine with a nod of his chin, telling him to pour the potion into my mouth.
I struggled. My hands couldn't move. I tried to kick, but it was too late. Two other soldiers suddenly entered, carrying thick ropes, and quickly tied my legs. My face w
