Chapter Fifty-Two (Anders)

The four of us bolted up the stairs as another scream echoed throughout the castle. We ran towards my tower, stopping in the middle of the hallway, speechless. Zeeb was dragging Isla out of the tower by her waist with a bloody sword in his hand and her hand was… missing, the bracelet I had made was lying on the floor behind her along with her severed hand, from what I could see of the open door broken furniture debris and blood was everywhere. I looked at her face as tears lined her cheeks as she struggled against Zeeb to be freed.

I could tell she had put up a fight by the chaos i could see and the state of Zeebs men.

Anger surged through me as I moved and stood in front of them. “What the fuck are you doing?” I yelled at him. “She’s under my protection. Let her go!”

“Not anymore! You found nothing saying she isn’t a threat, and we agreed to execute her. You are going back on your word, Alpha!” he asked, ready to fight.

Two large men I hadn’t met stood beside him. Reading the seve