I stared at the long line of prisoners, each of them shackled and standing just a few paces away. How many were there? Forty? Fifty? How could I possibly select only twelve-and, by doing so, leave the rest to die?

A lump formed in my throat as my gaze locked with Livia's. Even at a distance, I saw her trembling, her head shaking in disbelief. I knew she was scared and confused, seeing me standing at Alpha Stefano's side like I belonged there. I forced myself to look away, my heart aching ...