Grace's POV
There were at least 200 of them, surrounding my packmates with weapons drawn, and hell, there could have been more lurking in the shadows, since I only had to guess by the castle’s lights. Ned and Chris were chained like animals, and Ned had a huge gash across his temple. Several of my enforcers had met the same fate and had been forced to their knees before they too had been chained with silver.
Leaving them naked and exposed…
I was roughly thrown to the ground, the ground and small rocks digging into my exposed skin. I was roughly aware of Cole moving next to me, but I was left to pick myself off the ground.
Nothing I’m not used to, I thought bitterly, more worried about Jack than myself right then. And when I heard the pack collectively gasp, I knew it was bad…