Golden Cage

I was forced to watch that sick bastard walk to his new squad with a faint smirk curving his lips. He joined the other four who had already proudly joined Alpha's Kaan army. Those who unquestionably deserved to die lived while those who remained loyal were brutally ended by a few of the General's bloodthirsty soldiers. I struggled to follow Beta Caspian's advice. Fury stormed within me, and perhaps only Caspian's firm grip kept me from darting to the other side of the field and clawing Kylar's eyes out. Again, I wished I had my daggers with me.

“You did good,” I heard Caspian whisper as the last corpse hit the ground.

A humorless chuckle escaped me. “Because I didn't vomit yet?” I asked, doing my best to ignore the coppery odor filling the air.

He snorted. “That too. I'm kind of impressed.”

I looked at him with a crooked smile. “Thank you?”

“Any of them friends of yours?” he asked dryly, pointing at the bloody pile of corpses.

I shook my head. “I didn't know any of them,” I said and f