“Your wretched bitch!” Ember matched to me and slapped me hard across my face “I see I have been too lenient with you right. That’s why you think you can still talk. Don’t worry, I know just the perfect thing to shut you up".
She turned and signaled to a security guard to come upstage as she produced a familiar-looking vial from her pocket again.
I froze when I saw it was another Wolfsbane. When will this nightmare end?
When the security guard came close to me, Ember indicated to him that he should hold me to the ground. I struggled weakly against him but he succeeded and pinned me to the ground with force.
I felt the dirt scraped against my skin. My body trembled with a mixture of fear and frustration. Ember’s laughter; sharp and cruel, filled the air. I could feel the heat of the pack’s eyes on me, their judgmental gazes making my cheeks burn with humiliation. I struggled to free myself, but the security guard’s grip pressed me deeper into the cold earth.