The wind seemed to be moving in a much faster direction with the rate at which they were currently moving. Liza was perched at a tight corner in the back of the carriage she was placed in with her eyes draped with a red clothed covering and her hands bound behind her back. The position she had been placed in wasn't exactly the most favorable but she knew better than to make a fuss about it.
Judging by the outlook of things, Lycan Ryder has been in massive pain because of the amount of silver that he had to take in an attempt to protect her. She couldn’t risk being hit more than once with the silver bane or she would give out faster than Ryder had. Her heart was hammering in her chest and her lips curled in disgust and annoyance at the prickling feeling she had from the stares she obviousl
