“Talk? TALK!?”
A small piece of rock comes flying between the cell bars hitting the side of the passage wall.
“There is nothing to talk about!”
Tears tearing through her body. I ache to grab hold of her and comfort her, but am not going to take that chance. After losing her mate in this fight, I am sure that she will lash out and kill whatever and whomever is in her way on the way out. I was hoping to appeal to the small bit of a relationship we had when I was part of their pack, but her bitter heartache ran deep and there was no coming back from there.
“Keera, please.”
“Just get it over with! Tell your Queen I don’t even need a trial. I just don’t want to be here, living, without my mate! I am done fighting her. Please, tell her I am ready to die.”
“Keera, please.”
Silence falls.
