“She will never be yours.”

The words struck hard, cutting through the fragile thread of hope that Korra’s wolf had howled into existence only moments before. Her lips trembled, but she bit down until she tasted blood, forcing herself not to break in front of them.

“Take her to the cells,” Alpha Rhyker commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

The patrol obeyed without hesitation. Korra’s stomach dropped as their hands seized her once again; they were rough and merciless. ...