ALPHA TOPH

The man groaned, writhing on the floor like a crazed wolf with a bout of the shaking sickness.

I felt my lips curl up into a sneer, as I wove my fingers through my hair, feeling the gold rings on my hands catch and tear small strands of the yellow bush that filled my head.

“Get him out of here,” I sneered, curling my lips at the guards who were still watching me before they jerked into action, heating the large man who had not stopped wailing and bundling him out of the dank cell.

I felt something deep and black surge from the pits of my belly...