That red haired idiot still had that smirk on his face and for some reason Lyralei wanted to wipe it off badly, but she wasn't that stupid, not when she was surrounded by four Alphas who could probably snap her neck without effort.

She walked out of the water slowly, her torn dress heavy and dripping as she watched them all warily like they were predators sizing up prey. "Where am I?" she asked, her voice steadier than she felt.

They ignored her completely.

The one she'd punched, the dark haired one who still looked seriously pissed about it, crossed his arms and his jaw was tight with barely contained...