Chapter 12
Shackled beast— her blood, my curse
Lucien's POV
Steel bit into my wrists, a harsh and familiar feeling I've had to live with.
Slowly, I woke up to the sound of my own breathing — ragged, broken, nothing like the controlled inhale of the man I used to be. Chains wrapped around my arms and chest, bolted into the concrete walls of a room too white, too clean for the monster I had become.
I tugged and the chains rattled violently, metal screaming against metal. Pain tore through my shoulders, but it did nothing to calm the fire burning beneath my skin.
Again.
I pulled harder this time, muscles bulging, veins darkening beneath my flesh. The beast inside me howled for blood. Not the synthetic serum they fed me through needles and tubes.
Real blood.
Her blood.
The thought s
