Lowly Dog

Elara POV

As the men grabbed me, I felt the initial flickering of fear as their hands yanked me roughly to my feet and they began to drag me out of the cell. They were rough, not caring if they hurt me or not. I could see my mates desperately fighting in an effort to get to me, their anger visible on their faces, even though they were fighting a losing battle, weakened by the wolfsbane we had all