RAYNE
An elderly woman grabbed my arm, her grip surprisingly strong for someone who looked like she could die at any second, and shoved me toward a stone shower.
Before I could protest, she twisted a rusted handle.
Ice-cold water erupted from the pipe overhead.
I gasped, all the air leaving my lungs as the cold water drenched my tactical gear and soaked through to my skin.
"Wash," she commanded, her voice thin and sharp.
"You will satisfy our Alpha. You will repay us for what your mate stole from us."
I shivered, my teeth clattering so hard I thought they might crack.
I tried to step out of the shower, but she shoved me back in with a heavy wooden brush.
"You will give us a pup, an heir," she continued, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
"We will become a pack again under the l
