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Logan's POV

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I woke up with a groan. My whole body feeling weak and heavy, with me lying against the hard cold floor. I raised my head slightly, trying to figure out where exactly I was, as the room was somewhat dark with only a faint light filtering in from the hallway.

My nostrils was immediately attacked by an awful smell. I was sure it was coming from within the room as it has a mixture of pee and dry human blood. Something gross had happened here, I was sure.

I dragged myself into a seating position on the floor with my back against the wall, only then was I able to realize where I truly was. I was locked up in the same cell we used to hold our prisoners captive before executions.

My lip hung open in utter shock as rage slipped through my mind like poison and filled my vein as it tore through my mouth in a deep angry growl. This was actually the limit for me. My father has decided to treat me like a common criminal when he is indeed the