Kiera's POV
I sensed it as soon as the gas struck Kai’s wing. The flame of our bond flickered and waxed and waned, like a candle in the wind. My chest constricted, as if I’d been punched in the sternum, and I sucked in a breath while straining against the straps that bound me to the table. He was unconscious. My boy had mouthed off to the crown and now he was paying the price. I balled my hands into fists on the metal of the cuffs. I wished I could scream, f*****g destroy this place one brick at a time, but that suppression collar had my power held on tight. My wolf pounded against the invisible wall inside of me again and repeatedly, snarling and scratching, but there was no change. We were trapped.
The vent in my cell was snapped off by a mechanical lock. The air was still stale, thick
