“Where's this curse called a child?” Cheyenne, the Luna of Lydrian Marsh asked as she arrived beside Basanistērío—a circular platform at the pack central—a nightmarish tableau of blood-soaked stone, rusted iron maidens, and skeletal gallows, with prisoners shackled to walls and brutalized by guards wielding fiery lashes, amidst screams, moans, and the stench of sweat, and blood.She stopped abruptly, her entourage halting behind her—two maids and one guard on each side. The guards stood rigidly, holding long pointed arrows, while the maids bent their necks, clasping their hands together over their stomachs.She glanced over her shoulder. “Go get her.”The guards quickly broke formation, moving swiftly towards Hierós Klōbós—the cage at the center of Basanistērío.As they reached the Hierós Klōbós, Kaidos turned the arrow upside down and jabbed it through the bars, striking Izzy's feet.“Ah!” A pained gasp slipped past Izzy’s lips and her eyes fluttered open. She jerked her legs, and th
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