~ CAIN ~ I’m still pacing in circles, torn between rage and hopelessness, when a shadow slides over my cage. It creeps across the metal floor like long, bony fingers, curling around the thick silver bars. Then the smell hits me—sweet like roses, but sharp with the tang of blood. My muscles coil as I shift my weight forward, readying myself to spring at the man outside, even though I know I’ll never reach him. Zarek Noctis crouches down, tilting his head as if studying a strange animal. “All of this. And for what? To rot in a cage?” He reaches for the bars and I lunge so fast my muzzle slams into the silver. Fire sears my skin, the smell of my own burning flesh filling my nose, but I don’t stop. He jerks his hand back, his face tightening for a moment before settling into that cold, flat look I hate. “I knew she’d come,” he says calmly. “Emotion is her weakness. You should’ve taken my deal when you had the chance.” He steps closer and I snap my jaws, aiming for his hand. My
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