Aeliana
I screamed into the hand and immediately regretted wasting my breath. I barely made a discernable sound, and with the way his fingers were up against my nose, it was hard to pull in more air to breathe properly.
Think, Aeliana, I instructed myself, forcing a calmness I didn't feel. I needed to keep a level head. What was it Lionel taught me to do? Play to my strengths. Don't try to overpower someone bigger and stronger. Find the weak spot.
Whoever was dragging me backward had left my arms and legs free, which gave me a lot to work with. It also seemed as though whoever it was had opted not to use wolfsbane or poison to incapacitate me, since my senses still felt sharp, dormant wolf aside. There was no pain beyond the discomfort of being manhandled. I'd just have to do my best to
