Betty POV
"Drop from the branch or I snap it in half."
Leonardo glared up through the thick leaves. His jaw ticked. A single vein pulsed in his throat. He stood entirely alone on the damp soil, ignoring the chaos of the forest behind him.
My fingers dug into the bark. The rough wood bit into my palms. My lungs burned. Two seconds ago, two rogue lycans had slammed directly into the base of this trunk. The entire structure had shuddered. My skull had bounced against a thick bough, sending black spots dancing across my vision.
I had blacked out. It could have been for a minute. It could have been for an hour.
A low, vibrating snarl ripped through the back of my skull. It was Tola. Her anger was a physical weight, pressing against my temples until my eyes watered.
A hand gripped my ankle
