POV: Celeste
I had lived for twelve hundred years. I had survived wars between packs, witch hunts, vampire invasions, and the collapse of entire civilizations. But I had never seen anything like this.
Dr. Cassandra Vex stood in the ruins of our arena, surrounded by soldiers armed with weapons that hummed with unnatural energy. Her blue glowing eyes swept across us with clinical detachment, like we were specimens in a lab rather than living beings.
"Stand down," I commanded my wolves, raising my hand to stop them from attacking. "Everyone hold position."
"Wise decision," Dr. Vex said. "Though I should clarify, standing down won't save you. It will simply make the capture process less painful."
One of the younger pack warriors, a hot headed male named Derek, ignored my command. He shift
