The Peninsula

The Fiction and Poetry Archive of Liana Mir and scribblemyname

Battery Acid

Jan
16

Shift promised him pain when she took him in, promised him her protection, but also promised that it would change everything he was. She hadn’t mentioned nearly putting a knife in him and showing him she could break his neck with her bare hands. Justus was bone-weary by the time he left the training courts and stepped into the shower in his private quarters.

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