51. Traitor

Layla didn’t fight when the Hunters wheeled back to the warehouse. She’d spat a few times, but the metallic taste and scent of blood still overwhelmed her senses. It made her nauseous. And she could still hear the Hunters' applause when they finally forced her teeth away from their guinea pig’s flesh.

Everything else inside her was numb.

Everyone has told her since discovering she was a red wolf that she was special and she would protect the pack. But now, she was just a weapon the Hunters would use against her people.

They wheeled past the restricted door, but she didn’t feel the pull she felt when she’d gone past it before. That was because Rebecca was still in the room beside hers, unconscious. Vulnerable.

There were no moves to make while the people she loved were at risk. Her hands were tied.

The stench in the warehouse pulled her out of her thoughts as they wheeled through the door. The unit in the ceiling that gassed the room crossed her vision, reminding her again tha