LENA
My cage-room underground was just that—cage-like, safe even – but totally a gasper room. Concrete-reinforced walls, a single entrance with multiple locked doors, guards inside and outside. The moment the first detonation rocked the compound they had taken me here, Riven half carrying me as I tried to refuse.
“Don’t move,” he’d ordered, fierce and protective, the blue of his eyes burning with heat. "Stay here and stay alive. That's all I'm asking.”
Then he went home, taking most of the guards with him, and I was stuck with four warriors who weren't there to protect me from anything outside. The narrow cot they had provided was not much to sit on, but I sat there and listened to the muffled sounds of the battle that raged above us and felt my own rage building in me.
Not again. I wo
