Raven POV
I struggled against their grip, my heels scraping against the cold, hard ground as they dragged me forward. Stones and pebbles dug into my heels. I hissed, biting down on my lip to keep from making a sound.
They weren’t even trying to be gentle.
Bastards.
“Let me go!” I pleaded again, twisting my wrists, trying to break free, but their hands were like iron shackles around my wrist.
The taller guard, his face twisted in a permanent scowl, snorted. “Shut up. Be glad we’re being civil with you.”
“Civil?” I barked out a bitter laugh, my chest heaving with anger. “You call this civil?”
The shorter one, his grip tightening painfully, leaned down just enough for his breath to brush against my ear. “Trust me, outsider, you don’t want to see what uncivil looks like.”
A shiver ran
