My body jerked upright before I even realized I was awake. Water poured down my face, slipping into my eyes and mouth, and my lungs burned as I gasped. I swallowed hard, my throat raw from yesterday’s fight, or maybe it was the day before. My body ached from head to toe. Every muscle screamed in protest.
“Get up!” a voice barked. Harsh. Unforgiving.
I blinked against the water, trying to steady my head. My skull throbbed where the rogue Alpha’s men had hit me. I couldn’t even remember how many times I’d been slammed to the ground. My ribs were shattered, or at least that’s what it felt like. Breathing made my chest feel like it had been torn open.
I tried to rise, and a boot pressed into my back, shoving me forward roughly. “Move! No excuses,” the man growled.
I grunted, forcing my leg
