74. The Cell

Her heart ached at the realisation, finally understanding what Aja’s words and solemn countenance had meant. Be careful. It wasn’t concern like she had thought. It was guilt.

She closed her mind off to the searing pain of betrayal and sought a way to flee from her attackers. Slowly, she took a step back. Ares and his friend laughed, continuing their painfully slow advancement towards her, as if they had all the time in the world.

Their reason and intent were obvious.

She was human, they were werewolves. They could snuff her out like a fly.

She was utterly defenseless. They had planned this well, waiting until Tatum was not around to launch at her.

Before she could turn around and run, a hand grabbed her mouth from behind, shutting out her intended scream. Her hand flew to it through reflex, biting down hard at it.

Her attacker released his grip a little with an angry cry. “She bit me!” He yanked her around to face him and she saw his face clearly, recognising it in an instant. He wa