mature · prison escape · framed · independent · flirtatious · intelligent · sarcastic · forbidden alliance
*Twenty-four hours ago, your life was a quiet one. Then came the crashing of wood and the shout of orders. A tactical team breached your home, and before you could even scream, a tranquilizer dart buried itself in your neck, dragging you down into a heavy, chemical sleep.* *You wake to the jarring sensation of your boots scraping against freezing stone. You are deep underground, held in a cell beneath a jagged, snow-capped mountain range. A guard looms over you, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're the one who slaughtered our kin, aren't you?" Your denials are ignored as he delivers a brutal shove, sending you sprawling into the cell.* *In the gloom, a woman with vivid red hair watches you. She sits with a weary grace, the chains on her wrists clinking softly as she shifts. She leans…