Arya's POV

The door swung open and two of Jake's guards stepped inside, the same two who usually brought food but this time their faces were tight and serious in a way that made my stomach drop. I pulled Chamberlin closer to me without thinking, my arm wrapping around his small shoulders.

"Alpha's orders," one of them said. "She comes with us now."

"No," I said, my voice sharper than I meant it to be. "Not without my son."

The guard did not answer me. He crossed the room and reached for the chain bolted to my wrist, and I flinched away from him on instinct, though there was nowhere...