Captured (1)

~ Rhys ~

“Hmm..” Groggily, Rhys opened his eyes, squinting against some of the light pouring in from what looked like barred windows. Sharp pain throbbed around his wrists and ankles, and his body felt heavy, his eyes stinging.

He moved his hand to cover his eyes, pausing after hearing the clinking of metal and the metal weight rubbing on his wrist. His slightly blurred gaze flicked to his wrist, and his nose wrinkled upon seeing silver cuffs around it and around his ankles. He dropped his hand and looked at his surroundings.

Rhys’ body was slumped against the rough wall of a private cell. His naked body was full of dried blood, bite marks and bruises. The only light filtered through the two small, barred windows at the top of the wall. It was silvery, and from the darkness outside, he knew it to be the moon.

So he was in a cell. He almost scoffed, pissed off that he was in this situation after being forced into Amira’s body. This was all of the rebels doing, and now he was here. He w