Chapter 15 The Chains We Carry

“Not this one,” I whispered. “I know this one.”

Above, a shadow moved in the fire. Wings. A long neck. A head crowned with horns.

My stomach dropped. “No.”

“This was the day they chained me,” Drake’s voice said, low and ragged.

The perspective shifted. I was no longer a child in the street; I wa...

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