in his greasy and unkempt hair. I snarled at the little vermin when my face looked down at his.
"Hitting women for sport is a sin, Jeremiah. The creator is displeased with you and sanctions my actions for the good of humanity."
Fear replaced his arrogance.
Invoking the power of the holy one, not even a warded prison could stop his work. My own magic didn't spark, but his could not be matched.
My palm rested firmly against his mousy chest as the power of God began to heat my hand. "For your crimes against mankind, God sees this punishment fit."
Just like that, I lit the man up in a blaze. He began screaming and wailing as the ethereal flame took his soul. The white and blue told everyone what had happened to his soul.
Once he was just a sad pile of ash, I turned toward my audience. Roan was no longer in the room, so I focused on Caine. I had a feeling this began from his intervention. The poor sap had no idea that I was trained so well.
With the power of God still inside me, I raised my wings to show everyone the truth. "Still one grey feather."
I knew it was on my left wing, sitting right in the middle, on the front. Storing some of the magic away from the creator, I knew I'd need it to do what I do in private.
Letting my wings settle, even the guards on watch knew they could not do anything against the holy one's order. I felt their fear settle in the thickness of the air.
Breathing it in, I still had my work cut out for me. Being an angel of the light had its perks, but it was still a hard path to stay on.
Leaving the dining hall, I had lost my appetite.
5
Simone
She was powerful. The men beside me, wanted to see her suffer. None of them had expected to see her strengths.
I delighted in her small victory, growing excited from viewing it. Lyra Stamos had been a name Barcel wanted in here for a long time. Apparently, she was close to the cop that took him down with the help of her father.
As the fight concluded, Barcel reached to grab me by the hair, forcing my lips against his. His passion was fueled from his new anger of the situation. Biting my lip before letting me go, he tasted my sweet, bloody tang on his commanding tongue.
I hated the right bastard, but he controlled life within these concrete walls. If I didn't please him, he hurt others who didn't deserve it. I was his built-in whore as he pimped me out for alliances within this jail.
Being the only female among this horrid group of men, he used my body to sway most of them. I could already see his eyes dancing in delight the moment Caine and Axel stepped into his domain.
He was showing them how submissive I was as a partner. Most of the pigs got off with their need for control in this grimy place.
"Gentlemen, it appears your little angel was not as easy to break as you thought. Don't worry. I'll show you how taming a female is truly done. Meet mine. This is Simone. She's my greatest joy from how sweet it was to break her.”He paused, viewing my face like someone who actually cared for me. Turning back to the other two, he finished speaking. “Our deal is still on, as long as your sister concedes to my command, Caine."
Barcel reached his hand out for Caine to shake. The cousins of the highest mafia family watched me closely. They were waiting for any tells that I might sway my allegiance.
I had only ever risked talking once. The woman I told, was killed while lying beside me. Barcel knew I didn't like men, so he used every female who came in to break me.
It was his game. A game that Lyra just entered, whether she wanted to or not. I had to be punished for my sins against him.
There was a reason I was the only female in this place.
A sinking feeling swept down my belly as I forced myself to remain neutral. I couldn't let myself get too attached to the female that just arrived.
She'd be dead within the week because I tried incriminating the man beside me. He would never allow me to find love with the gender I enjoyed.
Lyra already seemed to be my type. Some people thought I leaned toward the asexual side,