###THE MYTH OF A HALF BREED###
MIYAs POV...
I squeeze my eyes shut, refusing to open them on demand while I try to concentrate on my breathing.
On the rhythm my heart is generating through a sea of emotions that have me wondering, what the f**k I did in my past life, to end up here.
"Open your eyes and look at me, little one." Maddox chimes with amusement.
I shake my head, "No, you're not him." The sound of my restraints clanking as metal strikes metal surges through the ship.
My body shudders with fear.
Sweat beads my skin.
"Who?" He sneers, "I'm not who?"
"Zion," I breathe out in a whispering tone. "The face you don doesn't belong to you," The words leave my mouth bitterly.
"No matter what face I parade around in, little one. It will never truly belong
