Chapter 32: Fighting Lust in a Hellish Prison

Axton

A crash of thunder woke me, and I bolted upright. Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the small window in the corner and briefly bringing light to the dull, cold prison.

Jody lay on her side, softly snoring and something in my heart tugged. She was curled in on herself with her hand tucked against her cheek. Almost like she'd fallen asleep pondering something.

Rain splattered against the stone wall outside, and I longed to break through this prison to freedom. I wanted to save Jody from this simitarhole. From the cruel fate that took my sister from me.

I slammed my palm against the wall. The stones were too tightly packed and thick. I'd spent many a night ramming my shoulders or my entire body into them to only gain broken bones and a dislocated shoulder. One of my wings ripped too. My healing ability surged forward, but felt like acid bubbling underneath my flesh, yet I remained trapped in this cell.