Alia’s voice cut through the silence like a blade, smooth and merciless. “Throw her in the omegas’ quarters. She’ll earn her place like the rest of them.”
Nia’s pulse stuttered.
Then—boots thundering against stone.
Panic roared through her veins. She lunged, curling her fingers around the handle, yanking—
A heavy force crashed into her back.
The impact knocked the breath from her lungs. Her vision blurred as her body slammed against the door, pain ricocheting up her ribs. Hands—rough, unyielding—clamped around her arms, wrenching them behind her. A searing jolt shot through her shoulder.
“No!” Her voice ripped through the air, raw and frantic. She kicked wildly, heels scraping against the floor, but the guard's grip on her only tightened.
Alia’s laugh slithered through the room like
