FAOI woke to darkness and the taste of blood.My head pounded — a deep, throbbing ache that radiated from my skull down through my spine. Wolfsbane. I could feel it in my veins, sluggish and wrong, suppressing the wolf that should have been clawing to get free.I tried to move and metal bit into my wrists.Chains. Thick iron chains, bolted to the stone wall behind me, holding my arms spread wide. The iron bit into my wrists, rubbed raw from however long I'd been hanging here. My ankles were shackled too, connected to rings in the floor, forcing me to kneel with my legs spread. Completely naked, the cold stone wall pressing against my back, the damp chill seeping into my bones.Every muscle screamed. My shoulders burned from the unnatural angle, my knees ached against the hard floor, my wrists throbbed where the metal had already worn through skin. They hadn't even given me clothes. I'd been in wolf form when they took me — there were no clothes to give.A dungeon. They'd put me in a
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