Dahlia felt herself being carried away at top speed. Whatever they used was enough to take down a werewolf of at least Silver strength, so it seemed as though they had come prepared. She couldn't move, couldn't open her mouth, and even opening her eyes was hard for her to do. She struggled to open them a bit, only to see Lucille in the arms of another of the men. Full blown panic finally set in for Dahlia after seeing her, unconscious as well. She felt her heart race and the throbbing of fear shoot through her.
Why was this happening? She thought.
She felt the man holding her suddenly move to the side, and she heard what could have been a knife whizzing by where they had been standing.
"Stop!"
