norella pov
Lowell's grip on my hair tightened, pulling me painfully close to him. His breath was hot against my ear as he growled, "I'm not leaving her."
Jane's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint in them. "You made your choice, Lowell."
At her signal, her men emerged from the shadows. Their fangs glistened under the dim moonlight, claws extending as they moved with predatory grace. The air grew thick with the scent of danger and adrenaline. Lowell's eyes darted around, calculating his odds. His shoulders tensed, but with a resigned sigh, he lowered his head and complied.
Two of Jane's men grabbed my arms, their grips like iron. They shoved Lowell forward, forcing him to march beside me. The forest closed in around us, shadows shifting eerily as we moved. Every rustle of leaves, every s
