Free Again
AGATHA'S POV “Behave, or I’ll have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you,” he threatens, climbing the slope and pulling me along with him. I try to struggle and swat at his face. He dodges my slap and then leans forward and does just as he has threatened, he hoists me over one shoulder like a sack. “Let me go, you motherfucker! I’m not going anywhere with you. Put me the f**k down!" By the time we reach up the slope I am feeling dizzy from blood rushing to my head. Three carriages are parked, and his men are checking for any surviving werewolf guards. They stare at us, how humiliating. He flings open a carriage door and drops me inside less than gingerly onto the seats. I try to scramble to my feet but he pushes me back down. “Don’t move,” he orders before slamming the carriage'
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