Anna's POV
“You’re insane if you think I’d drink that water,” I say through clenched teeth.
Chris throws his head back and laughs, loud and unbothered. The crowd joins in, their laughter swelling like a cruel wave crashing over me.
My stomach twists. I hate to admit it, but deep down I know—it’s not just Chris. None of these people care about me. Not even a little. Their eyes gleam with anticipation, like they’re hoping I’ll turn into the beast just so they can finally end my life. That’s what terrifies me the most.
But… there’s still this tiny part of me, this flicker of stubborn hope, that whispers maybe not all of them are like this. Maybe someone here is decent.
“Hold her,” Beta Chris snarls.
The guards grab me roughly from behind. I fight, thrashing against their grip, but they
