Elara's POV
I wanted to scream but a hand clamped over my mouth, cutting off the sound before it could leave my throat. The arm around my waist was solid as steel, holding me against a body that was bigger and stronger than mine, and I thrashed against it anyway because the alternative was to just accept that I had made the worst decision of my life.
My wolf was panicking, I could feel her clawing at the surface, trying to break free, trying to shift, trying to do something other than be dragged backward through the darkness like this but whoever had me knew how to handle a wolf. He held me with casual expertise that said this was not the first time he had restrained someone who did not want to be restrained.
I tried to pull away and use my weight to throw him off balance, but he just
