She grabbed another vial, this one larger than the others she had been using and tipped it over my head, drenching me in the burning liquid. I screamed and writhed as the wolfsbane burned into my skin, opening fresh wounds and still burning the already existing wounds from the previous vials of wolfsbane. The pain was unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It was worse than any physical wound. My vision blurred; my breaths were coming in short, panicked gasps.
“Somebody help!’ I tried to call out with my already hoarse voice. “Pack warriors, please!”
Ember scoffed and reached for another bottle of Wolfsbane again. This time the security guard had let go of me and I was trying to crawl away from her but she followed behind me, laughing.
“No one’s coming to save you dear,” she sneered. “Not when they know who you truly are. A threat, A seductress and an all-round disgrace".