The world around Ravenna blurred as her father's word struck her like a blade to the chest.
'... You owe the pack your life for killing five of our members.'
That was absurd. Killing five wolves. That too on her own? She could face one with her being a non-shifter, let alone five. "What are you talking..."
The words barely left her lips when suddenly, a searing pain shot through her entire body. It was sharp, lingering and restless, rendering her breathless and weak. He legs buckled, and she collapsed to the ground on her knees, gasping for breath.
'Ravenna!"
Alaric was beside her in an instant, his hands gripping her arms, his crimson eyes fluttering with worry. "What's wrong?"
The pain momentarily subsided, just long enough for her to catch a breath. "I... I'm fine..." she forced out, but before she could even finish the sentence, another violent wave of agony ripped through her body.
