In The Wolf’s Mouth

Worker’s POV

They dragged me by both arms, one guard on each side, their grips hard enough to bruise. My wrists were locked painfully behind me. The metal handcuffs scraped my skin with every step. My legs would not stay steady. They kept shaking until my knees knocked together. I tripped twice, but the guards only yanked me forward harder.

The hallway felt endless. The mansion was silent except f