Demigod Captive by Lucy Auburn

Author:Lucy Auburn [Auburn, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

It's hard to walk around the prison with my head held high and confidence in my steps, but I make myself do it anyway.

"I can't believe you're already out." Portia studies me as we follow our new cellblock guard down the hallway to dinner. "You looked like someone ran you over with a golf cart, backed up, and did it again."

I felt that way too. Now it's just a low-grade ache and the occasional sharp pain if I breathe too fast or too deep. That's all thanks to the time I spent without my cuffs on—though it drained me physically in other ways, the hunger of it hollowing me out, and all of Jasper's bit of life force leaving me until I had nothing again.

"Guess I healed fast."

"We're mortal with this Ares gold on." She holds up her cuffs demonstrably, the pale bell-like sleeves of the blue dress she's wearing falling back from her wrists. "Last I checked mortals don't exactly heal fast."

Deciding she doesn't need to know that I can take my cuffs off at will, I tell her, "It must have looked worse than it really was. You know how it is with bruises."

"Mmm. Speaking of, you should get some concealer for that shiner around your jaw and the swelling in your lips. It looks like someone has been fucking your mouth."

I snort a little. "I didn't know you could talk about sex."

She rolls her eyes and sniffs dismissively. "I may not join in the filthy back room orgies, but that doesn't mean I'm a virgin. I just have standards."

"Whatever you say."

"I do," she insists. "The ruffians locked up in here don't meet them. They're all brutes and dumbasses not worth wasting time on. You have to agree with me at least on that."

As we walk into the communal area, though, I'm not sure that I can. Especially because a group of Ares and Kratos sons are wrestling naked from the waist up. Their strong muscles and warlike roars fill the dining hall with the sound of battle—a sound that brings me back to the old days, centuries ago.

"Hey!" Our guard, a tall woman named Dara, runs forward with her baton out. "Separate, now! No fighting!"

She throws a whack at one of the strong Kratos sons in the back of the pack, then presses a button on her walkie and calls for help. The other female prisoners and I hang back; our second new guard, a tall thin woman with an axe-like face and hawk eyes, paces forward and warns us not to "get any bright ideas."

I only get dark ideas, personally. And sexual ones. Like right now I'm wondering if this pack of godblood hooligans might be persuaded to form their own pass-the-Mora-around group. I bet even their relatively young, stupid life forces are strong enough to help me power up and get out of here.

"See?" Portia raises a blonde brown in my direction. "Ruffians and dumbasses, the lot of them."

"Yeah, but they've got so many abs.

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