Shira felt herself being lifted, and carried, away from the smoke, towards a noisey hallway, filled with the sound of clashing swordsxand claws…. And the stench of blood. Shira buried her face against Rhega’s powerful chest, trying to block out the nightmare that was becoming a reality.

She opened her eyes to see two werewolves that were not part of the Shark’s crew, blocking their part.

‘’You give us the pretty missy, and we’ll let you live.’’ One of them said, baring his teeth in a grin that was so out of place in the battle scene. Shira pressed herself harder against Rhega.

‘’Do you think you can bare to...