POV Liliana Lennox
My body was trembling—not just from the cold but from the mix of anger and fear coursing through my veins. I was helpless, barely clothed, with my arms locked in a vice grip by two massive wolves. They held me like I was nothing more than a helpless fawn about to be sacrificed.
The Alpha stepped forward. His steps were slow, deliberate, and his sharp eyes gleamed behind the mask that hid most of his face. I could swear there was something calculating behind that mask.
"You bastard!" I spat, kicking at him. But he barely moved, effortlessly dodging my attack like it was nothing more than a breeze.
He picked up my torn, mud-covered clothes from the ground, examining them briefly before tossing them to one of his men. "Send her clothes as proof," he ordered coldly.
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