Chapter 0697

Enzo

I stirred sluggishly to the sound of iron groaning deafeningly in my ears. Blearily lifting my head up from the icy stone where I lay, I made out a petite silhouette entering my cell cautiously.

"Wake up, my lord," the girl, the same one from before, said softly. She kneeled down beside me, cautiously brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes. "It's time."

Growling, I reached for her wrist again-but she had learned her lesson the first time. She deftly leapt backwards like a cat. I let my hand fall back to the floor, weakened and searing in pain where the silver ropes still met my flesh.

"Just get it over with," I snarled.

Every bruised fiber of my being screamed at me to defy, and if I had any strength left, I certainly would fight tooth and nail. But hours upon hours of silver continuously leeching the life out of my body had reduced me to little more than a husk.

I didn't have the strength to resist as the small girl helped me slowly to my feet. We took a few shambling steps together before she pulled out a ring of intricate keys and unlocked the cell door with one of them. I blinked stupidly, swaying a bit where I stood. Freedom?

Was this a hallucination? One last cruel trick to break the last shred of my spirit before whatever Mila, the bloodied queen, had in store for me?

But no guards appeared from the shadows as she guided my faltering steps out into the corridor.

Still supporting most of my weight with a strength I didn't expect such a small girl to possess, the servant led us gradually up countless spiraling black stairs. I clung to consciousness, the last feeble spark inside of me raging relentlessly against whatever was going to happen to me.

"Almost there," the girl said.

I huffed. "Where are you taking me?"

she purred. "You'll be

I could muster was a stagger in my footsteps, a momentary fraction of a second

pricked into my lower spine then; a knife. I was so out of it I hadn't

of enormous obsidian doors swung

after what had felt like an eternity spent below ground. I recoiled weakly, my arm flung up against the sudden sunlight

torches and braziers, blindingly bright

all I knew, maybe I would never see

at the end of the hall, up high above on a platform

here, whatever it was. I just

I braced to collapse as the girl suddenly

was a slender

give in beneath my weight. I swayed gently, staring down at

gone. I had

thawing, sensation began seeping back into my numb limbs. I curled and flexed my stiff fingers, a revelation slowly dawning as a presence flooded into my mind. She had cut me off from my wolf with the silver... but now our reunion crashed through me with the suddenness of a tidal

fucking kill her," my wolf

to tell me twice. I threw my head back and allowed my wolf's ancient strength to flood into me, filling every cell. Flesh turned to fur, hands to sharp

from this half of myself for too long, but now I

a wild howl and charged at the mass of green and

glass of red wine in her hand. Above

Witness what?"

purred, her scarlet red nails tapping rhythmically against the armrest. "I see you've come back to your senses

The door that

wasn't silver; maybe I could smash my way through

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