Slave

NOVA

I woke up lying on the cold and dirty ground. The cuffs that blocked my magic were now joined by a thick chain with its middle ring submerged into the stone a foot above my head. My body healed itself from the pain but became too weak to even raise my head. Struggling, I shifted to the side and saw steel bars, which helped me confirm that I was in a prison cell. A bitter chuckle left my mouth. Should I be glad that Eric was kind enough to place me here instead of giving me to Einer's warriors? Or perhaps it was yet to come...

A cold wind brushed my skin. I was still wearing that see-through nightgown. The thin fabric did nothing to protect me from the unpleasant touch of the ground or the icy humidity of the air in the dimly lit dungeon. The only fortunate thing was that I was alone, with not even one guard standing outside my cell. However, I had a feeling that was about to change soon…

I wished I could say that I still had the strength to escape, but I was neither a wolf nor a