She struck hard, driving her fingers into the vulnerable spot with all the strength remaining in her exhausted body.
The effect was immediate and visceral. Thessian's body seized involuntarily, muscles contracting in response to the neurological assault. His grip on her throat loosened reflexively as shockwaves of pain radiated through his nervous system. He took an instinctive step backward, his hand falling away from her neck entirely as his body processed the unexpected attack.
Liora stumbled back against the cage wall, gasping for air, her hand still raised defensively. Her heart hammered against her ribs so hard she thought it might break through. She'd just struck an Alpha werewolf. She'd just physically attacked the man who held her life in his hands.
But she wasn't afraid. Not anymore.
