Elena's POV.

　　The guards closed in, grabbing me roughly. I struggled against their grip, but they only held me tighter, dragging me away.

　　"Let me go!" I shouted, but they ignored my protests, flinging me inside the cell. Derek caught me, his arms wrapping around me as I stumbled.

　　"Elena!" he exclaimed, his eyes flashing with anger. "How dare you touch her like that!" he snarled at the guards, but they simply dragged Marrok in and slammed the door ...