The Baby Dilemma Ch 16
Devi curled in on himself. He had been left naked in the small cell for a few hours to recover from the wounds that invaded every inch of his flesh. The worst of which were the stab wounds in his shoulders.
They had asked him his name over and over and stabbed him every time he said his name out loud. They had only stopped when he told them that he didn't know his name anymore. They had continued this on and off for hours until he no longer knew his name.
When they weren't stabbing him they were trying to get the spell out of him. Every demon had an infertility spell placed on them. Every Seed Carrier had specific words they could say to make the spell void so that their mates could impregnate them. Unless the person mating with them was their soulmate the spell was needed. He wouldn't give them the spell no matter how many males they sent in to use his body.
Devi scrambled into the far corner when he heard footsteps getting near. He hated the relief that washed through him when the tormentors went into another cell to torture someone else. He should never feel relief over the torture of another, it was too much to bear.
"Please let me die here, I can't bear to be seen this way. My mate won't want me...my mate? Who is my mate?" Devi looked down at his small shackled wrists. Swallowing back his sobbing tears he slashed his talons down into his wrists. It felt so much better to lay down and die here than to have his mate hate him for his weakness.
"Prisoner 402 is trying to escape!" A harsh raspy voice snarled. Hands grabbed at Devi, wrapping his wrists.
Escape? I suppose I was trying to escape. Devi let sleep take him away from this madness.
Author's note: Poor Devi, I have to stop using him as the puppy I kick when I'm frustrated. LOL. :)