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Wren's Cage
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The burning in my veins spread like wildfire. Every nerve, every limb screamed as the wolfsbane clashed against Mira’s potion. My body trembled under the weight of the battle raging inside me. It was not just physical, but something deeper and darker.I didn’t know how long I hung there, sweating, twitching, whispering half-prayers to the moon I couldn’t see. My wrists had blistered under the cuffs. My legs were numb. But I wouldn’t cry. The door groaned open. I braced myself, but it wasn’t Acwulf. Not Mira either. It was someone new.He moved with military precision, his armor scratched and bloodstained. The wolf insignia on his shoulder had been clawed. He must be a rebel or a dead man walking.“Name’s Therin,” he said, voice low and clipped. “Don’t scream.”“I don’t scream,” I rasped.He arched a brow. “Good. Let’s talk.”He pulled a stool from the shadows, spun it backward, and straddled it like we were catching up over drinks and not me chained to the ceiling like some cursed
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My knees slammed into the stone with a crack that rattled up my spine, but the pain was nothing new. Mira gripped me under the arms, her breath sharp and fast.“You’ve got maybe twenty minutes,” she whispered, scanning the door.“Before what?”“Before the next patrol checks this wing. I bribed one of them to stall. But I can’t hold him forever.”My muscles burned from hanging for so long. My shoulders screamed, but I was standing, breathing, free. Almost.“Where are my things?”“Gone. Locked up in the vault on the upper floor. Acwulf guards it personally. I cannot get it for you.”“Of course he does,” I hissed.I pressed my back to the wall, fighting the dizziness. The potion Mira had given me had worked, but the wolfsbane hadn’t fully burned out. I could feel it clinging to the corners of my strength, like oil on water.“Do you have anything sharp?”Mira hesitated, then pulled a small bone-handled scalpel from her satchel. “This is all I have.”I gripped it.She turned away as I dra
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Acwulf’s boot slammed into my ribs before I could turn. I hit the wall, head cracking against stone, ears ringing. Pain roared through my side. I rolled to dodge the second blow, too slow—he caught my leg and yanked. I kicked out, heel catching his knee. He grunted but didn’t let go.He crouched, face close. “You're not your mother. No fire left.”I spat blood at him.He backhanded me hard enough to black the edge of my vision. “You think that makes you strong? You’re still crawling. Just like she did.”I didn’t answer. My fingers curled around the dagger shard. It was all I had.He straightened. “You’re predictable. Brave. But stupid.” His voice dropped. “That’s why it always ends the same.”Then he turned and walked away. I didn’t move. My head swam. Bones screamed. But the second I heard the chamber door close, I twisted and forced my limbs to respond. The dagger shard was slick in my grip, the only piece of steel between me and what was coming. Acwulf wasn’t gone; he would be
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Acwulf stood at the threshold like a statue come to lifeblood soaking his legs, rage curling his lips. But he didn’t move. Didn’t chase me. He just watched, head tilted, like he already knew how this ended.And somehow, that was worse.I turned and sprinted down the next hallway, lungs burning. Every step shot fired up my legs, but I didn’t slow. I didn’t dare. I didn’t know this part of the fortress as well. There was no map or Acwulf's warriors to trick me. It was just a stone, shadow, and the pounding of my heartbeat.I swore under my breath and spun back. I didn't know where to go. My boots skidded on wet stone. Somewhere deeper in the halls, I heard the sharp echo of metal on stone. They were alert now. No more pretending I was unconscious or bound. I was a prey.My hand brushed my side. I ducked into an alcove and caught my breath. Then, I heard footsteps. It was not far, heavy, or not a run. It was a march. They weren’t hunting me again. We had been on this cat-and-mouse hunt a
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We ran again.Branches clawed at my arms. Rocks tore at my feet. The cold bit down like teeth, but we didn’t stop. Behind us, Acwulf's roar still echoed—half rage, half pain. He was down but not dead. “Left...go left!” Mira wheezed beside me, gripping her ribs.I followed, trusting her instincts. We cut through a patch of undergrowth and spilled into a dried creek bed. The mud sucked at our feet, every step a fight.My side throbbed where Acwulf punched me. Breathing hurt, but thinking hurt worse. I kept seeing his eyes. His grin and the way he could break me. I hated that I almost let him.“Wait,” Mira gasped. “Just wait.”We collapsed beside a log. I rolled onto my back, staring at the stars, trying to slow my heartbeat. My lungs stung with every inhale. Mira coughed and held her side. “He’s not chasing.”“No,” I rasped. “He’s hurting. You heard the scream.”“I thought that stone wouldn’t work.”“Me too.”Silence stretched between us. Crickets started chirping again, like nothin
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She locked the door without blinking. No dramatic pause or slow reach for the handle. Just the smooth, quiet sound of a bolt sliding into place.I stood slowly, a plastic water cup forgotten on the windowsill. “That’s not how friendly conversations start.”The woman didn’t smile. She looked calm and clean, like someone who didn't have to run through woods or crawl through blood.“You’re Wren Blevine.” Her voice was smooth. Mira stirred on the cot behind me, but she didn’t wake. Her chest rose and fell slowly under her blanket, still knocked out from the pain meds.I shifted my stance slightly closer to the wall, nearer to the table lamp, where I could see a pistol secretly left earlier by a nurse to keep us at peace. I only had one weapon and one chance.“I’m no one,” I said. “You’ve got the wrong girl.”The woman chuckled, taking a few steps inside the room. “I’m good with faces. I won’t forget them, especially the ones with bounties.”Bounty - the word cut straight through my g
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