---- Lucas Summer, Jason and Lilly.
And even him.
Damien.
If anything I also hear him scolding me in my mind.
Of how stupid I was to come here alone when he told me to go back to Dad specifically.
Tlis grey eyes darkened in rage as he reprimanded me, yet softening eventually.
His huge warm Cret hand extending to cup my face.
Tam coming for you, Princess.
Hold on.
It's ironic.
I never thought I would be that weak, that I will need someone to save me.
Twas my own hero Iwas the Robin Hood.
The brave and undefeated saviour of good.
---- Yet, at times laying here, waiting for my death? That bravery has seemed to have vanished somewhere.
I don't feel like myself.
Its like I am trapped in a weak body, that's slowly submitting itself to death.
I tried not to think about the other thing.
The fate they had planned for me if I survived this test.
The breeding.
The idea of it churned my already fragile stomach, the thought of becoming nothing more than a vessel for their experiments...
it made me wish I'd die before et them take that from me.
H And yet, death wouldn't come KB e only thing that tethered me to the present, to this nightmare, was the faint rustling in the cell across from mine.
The woman thereSyra, she called herselfspoke in low, hoarse whispers when the guards weren't near.
She told me about the tests, about the serum that was coursing through my body.noveldrama
About Vincenzo.I hated ---- the idea of him, hated the way all the woman were crazy over a monster like him But sometimes, I catch his green, red eyes through the bars of my cell when he passed: Dark, deep, and unreadable.
He was tall, with a figure carved of muscle and strength, but his presence made my skin crawl.
I didnt trust him.
Yet, I couldn't deny the way his gaze lingered.
Today, I felt his eyes again.
The air in the prison was suffocating as usual, every breath tasted stale, heavy with dampness and despair.
Time here was meaningless, a blur of gray shadows and distant echoes.
I should've been broken by now.
Maybe part of me already was.
But not completely.
Not yet.
---- Thear the faintest whimper and at first I thought I was hallucinating.
I didn't bother getting up.But then Theard it again.
l approach the corner of the cell and there hidden beneath a pile of grime and rotting straw was a bat its small body trembling, one of its leathery wings bent at an unnatural angle.
How did it even got here? I guess I was passed out most of the time to even realise it.
Its dark eyes blinked up at me, wide and fearful and I pushed my tethered body to kneel beside it, , my heart twisting at the sight.
You're hurt, I whispered, my voice cracking from days of silence.
It flinched as I reached out, its fragile body shivering.
For a moment, I hesitated.
But then it stilled, its gaze locked with mine, and I knew it was too weak to fight.
It needs me.
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