Chapter 64 She Killed His Child

• S-stop… let… let go… of me,” Lyra choked as she tried to keep Elara’s hand away. Her sharp nails dug even deeper into her flesh, and for the first time in her privileged life, Lyra truly believed she was going to die. Her wolf, usually so arrogant and fierce, was completely paralyzed…suppressed by a force it didn't recognize. Lyra was known to be the most powerful female in the territory; her wolf was worshipped and envied.
• ​“I'll kill you!” Elara’s voice was lethal as she tightened her grip. Her transformation was almost complete, her aura radiating a terrifying, ancient heat. Lyra was stunned, her eyes slowly rolling back as the air was squeezed from her lungs, her life getting sucked out of her by an agonizing second.
• ​“H-help,” she tried to call out, but the sound was nothing more than a pathetic wheeze. She was going to die just like that, in a filthy cell, at the hands of a slave.