NALEDI’S POV
I watched in shock as I saw Draken turn over and over again to his werewolf side. Each time, screaming more louder than the last.
Korah skipped into the place, giggling as she watched the man turn over and over again, his bones rearranging and bending in terrible positions with every transformation.
Only to go back to the original setting in the same gruesome way. There was no one in here but him. He was doing it to himself. I faced Ezra with a questioning look. “Why?”
That was all I could mutter, all I could manage to say.
“The witches are long gone, Naledi.” He chuckled, “Brilliant, isn’t it? They figured a way to keep him perpetually chained to the wall while he is forced to transform into his wolf.”
Draken’s eyes were red and he breathed harshly, weak and naked.
“You.” He spat, wheezing in pain and anger, “You fucking betrayed me.”