Ty’s POV
I don’t care that the bars of my cell are made of an alloy stronger than steel. I don’t care that it’s supposed to be impossible for me to break them. I don’t care about anything except the fact that Evie is ten feet away from me, squirming and screaming and sobbing as the two most detestable men on the planet prepare to do the unthinkable to her.
I never should have rejected her. I never should have tried to convince her to marry Tristan. I should have run away with her, embraced my love for her—embraced her love for me. Maybe it wouldn’t have been the best thing for her, but it would have been better than this.
The impact of the alloy striking against my wolf’s skin is enough to send piercing, throbbing reverberations throughout my body. I’m sure I failed—sure I couldn’t poss
