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him as human. Since Fury's natural form was a wolf, keeping him as a human, especially in daylight, would weaken him.
    And it would hurt.
    She shook her head at his actions. "You know he's not going to tell us anything." "I wouldn't be so sure."
    The Fury she remembered would never tell secrets. He'd die before he did, and he could take a lot of pain. Even as a child, he'd been stronger than any other. "How can you be so certain?"
    "Because I'm going to turn him over to our Jackal."
    Angelia sucked her breath in sharply at the threat. Oscar was a jackal whose heart was so black, he was more animal than man. "He's your brother, Dare."
    "I have no brother. You know what the Katagaria did to my family. To our patria."
    It was true. She'd been there the night Dare's Katagari father had led the attack on their Arcadian camp. Just a child, she'd been hidden as the attacks began. Her mother had smeared her with earth to mask her scent before she'd placed her in the cellar.
    Even now, she could see the wolves as they attacked her mother and killed her while she'd watched in horror through the slats in the floor.
    Dare was right. They had to protect their people. The animals needed to be stripped of their powers and put down like the rabid creatures they were. Even Fury.
    "Are you with me?" he asked.
    She nodded. "I won't see another child suffer my fate. We have to protect ourselves. Whatever it takes."
     
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    Angelia paced the small camp they'd made as she listened to Fury insulting Oscar while he and Dare tortured Fury for information. Honestly, she didn't have the stomach for it. She never had.
    Maybe Dare was right. Maybe she shouldn't be on a tessera after all.
    Then again, she was a warrior of unparalleled skill. In battle, she didn't hesitate to kill or to wound. It was just the idea of beating someone who couldn't fight back that sickened her.
    He's an animal.
    No doubt he'd kill her in a heartbeat. She knew that with every part of herself and yet. . .
    She cringed as Fury howled in pain.
    An instant later, Oscar came outside toward her and the fire they'd made. Without a word, he walked past her and manifested an iron pole.
    Frowning, she watched as he placed it in the fire. "What are you doing?"
    "I thought a little branding might loosen his tongue."
    A wave of nausea went through her.
    Dare came outside the tent with the same look of disgust on his face. "I say you should ram it up his ass until he talks."
    Oscar laughed.
    Horrified, she didn't move until they started back with the poker in hand. "No!" she said sternly.
    Oscar angled it at her. "Get out of the way."
    "No," she repeated. "This is wrong. You're acting like one of them."
    Dare's expression was stern and cruel. "We're protecting our people."
    But this wasn't protection. This was all-out cruelty. Unable to bear it, she tried another tactic. "Let me question him."
    Dare frowned. "Why? Like you said, he won't say anything."
    She gestured toward the tent as she tried to keep her anger under control. "You've been beating on him for hours, and it's gotten us nowhere. Let me try another approach. What will it hurt?"
    Oscar put the poker back into the fire. "I need to eat anyway. You have until I finish, and then I'm going to try my way again."
    Repulsed by them both, Angelia turned around and headed into the tent. The sight of Fury on the floor stopped her dead in her tracks. Still in human form, he was naked with his hands tied at an awkward angle behind his back. Another rope held his legs tied together. He was covered with bruises and cuts to the point that she could barely recognize him.
    The fact that he was this wounded and in human form had to be excruciating for him. Anytime they were wounded, they reverted to their natural form. For her it was human. For Fury . . .
    He was a wolf.
    Trying to keep that in mind, she knelt by his side.
    He growled threateningly until he looked up and met her gaze. The pain and torment in those dark turquoise eyes made her