Shouts rose in the yard. A guard's voice called out, “Alpha!" Doors opened. Boots struck stone in a hard, even beat.
Liam walked in with his guards around him. He wore a dark coat. His face was set and cold. Men moved out of his way as if pushed by the wind. He did not look left or right. He went straight to the center of the yard where Isabella knelt with her hands bound and her dress torn across the back. Sophie stood nearby with a slim cane in her hand. Lisa stood at the edge of the ring, her fingers white on the tray she had carried.
Sophie rushed to Liam and took his arm. “You came just in time," she said. “She attacked me. She insulted me. She thinks she is above our law."
Liam's eyes went to Isabella. She met his gaze and did not lower her head. The guards around her held still,
