“Where are you taking him?” “Worry for yourself, Hybrid Heir,” a heavyset blond guard sneered, the long scar down his cheek tightening with the expression. The red-haired guard laughed and locked my cell behind him, shoving the keys into his pocket. I knew Cavis wasn’t here anymore. Knew his body was just what was left. Everything that had made him him had gone. But for the first time, I felt truly alone.
