KATARINA
Cyra didn't give me time to process the first blow before delivering the second, and I barely pushed myself up on one elbow when her foot landed on my ribs, knocking the breath out of me. I rolled, gasping, dirt filling my mouth as my vision went white, and she screamed.
“Get up!"
I forced my body to obey, but my limbs were sluggish, and my head was spinning so fast that the ground shifted beneath me as I got one knee under me. That was as far as I got before her fist hit my face again, snapping my head sideways.
I felt something give in my arm when I hit the ground incorrectly this time, and a sickening crack followed before the pain became so intense that my wolf recoiled instead of surging forward.
I screamed, a guttural, humiliating scream that tore through me before I co
