Chapter 57: Alien Shifter

Xaden

I punched my fists against the stone walls of my prison until my knuckles bled and my healing magic felt like shards of ice as it tried to stitch my wounds back together. Dovrikxing Roulex. They were a plague to my people and trapped us in our mountain home. I had been captive here in their stinky prison ever since they captured me on the battlefield.

My wings ached and I stretched them out, grunting when the tendons stretched too far. It would take another day or two of healing for them to recover.

I paced in the small cell; the dankness clogged my throat. How different from the flower cups covering this area with their sweet, floral scent before the Roulex came here and tainted every dovrikxing thing they touched with their Simitar.

A female voice chuckled from the barred door. "Are you willing to submit now?" Sofria cupped her naked breasts and ice squeezed my throat. Her wings were smaller than mine and we both knew they were decoration only.