Willa's POV
Elaine gripped onto my Father's neck collar as Onyx tried to stand up but slipped in his own puddle of urine. His eyes were hazed, and an evil smirk tainted his face as he grew closer to the bars. My Father gripped Elaine and whispered encouraging words in her ear while Orion held me back. I never knew just how evil a fae could look until this moment.
The dark shadows clung to his features, the slight shine of his fangs that had now descended. Feral is the only word to describe him now. No longer the strong Speaker of the Court fae, he had fallen from his pedestal he had put himself on, and he had given up.
Onyx gripped the bars and showed his fangs, something he would have never done before coming down here. He was untamed, a monster, and the dirt on his face only enhanced
