Tanya’s POV
“I knew you were lying!”
His voice is immensely hostile, I even hear a growl pierce through his words as he and the Beta drag me away by my arms, unbothered as my lower torso and legs scrape limply across the cold hard ground.
In minutes my back makes hard contact against one of the walls, and I look up at the looming brutes who corner me. “You’re all the same!” the Alpha snarls. “Your all just a bunch of conniving rich snakes who don’t care about anyone but themselves.”
I sit motionless in paralytic fear and despair as they grab my arms, and I flinch as frigid metal prisoning bracelets snap onto each wrist, nearly pinching my skin.
The clang of wriggly chains encourages me to finally look and see the cuffs that are fastened to my hands, which are then connected by shackles built into the wall my back is pressed against.
