Crystal
The pain was never ending. A torrent of fire and ice that left me panting. Tears streamed down my face, but I didn’t scream. I would not give them that.
Inside I was screaming though, loud, agonising screams that deafened me from the inside out. But no sound escaped my lips. It didn’t matter what they did, I kept that s**t locked down inside.
And I didn’t shift. I wouldn’t give them that either because it was what they wanted. The men who were torturing me needed me to be in Siren form for them to get what they needed from me. More fool them, I wasn’t a siren. I wasn’t Amara. They could do whatever they wanted to my body; I couldn’t give them that.
I was a god damn dragon. A dragon from another world who was raised by parents who had been persecuted by the council their enti
