Chapter 0691

Finally, after what felt like an etemity, I collapsed in a weakened heap on the cot. The silver rope was still bound around my wrists and my neck, a constant reminder. Every movement ached, and my wolf was nowhere to be found.

Some time later, the sound of iron jerked me out of a half-sleep. I forced my heavy eyelids open to see a petite servant entering my cell.

Wordlessly, the girl knelt in front of my cell and pushed a tray of bread, cheese, and water toward me. At least the food here was normal, or so it seemed.

I reacted instinctively, my hand shooting out to grip her scrawny wrist before she had a chance to pull away. She gasped. Despite my drained state I easily hauled her up against the bars.

"Tell me what's happening!" I hissed. "Why have I been brought here?" The girl whined and winced, terrified, but I didn't let go.

The girl grimaced, clawing at my hold. "I cannot-the queen-*

out. "Tell me everything." I growled, "or I'll break your wrist,

she sagged a little, letting out a heavy breath.

the silver in the bars burned my skin, I held her fast, determined not to let her

several agonizing minutes, the servant

was the only remaining heir of an ancient shifter dynasty-dragons, which I had long thought extinct. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard this, no, I refused to believe it.

grip. "Queen Mila is the last dragon. Our lady. Dur

of what?" I scoffed. "I saw no other

in," the girl said softly. "Cave us a home. We haven't got packs like you werewolves do. We were scattered, abandoned, afraid.. but Queen Mila gave us a pack, a place of our own. She slaughtered our enemies and built

known for their brutality, which was part of why they had gone extinct. There was always infighting, hatred, no real sense of loyalty to their own kind.

that had been a long, long time ago. Hundreds of years

never heard this story," I said, grimacing.

girl insisted. "Most of us live underground, in the shadows,

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