Squ1dl0v3r
GUYS PLOTJA I FEED THE WATTPAD COMUNITY
[NO SMUT]
His scarred battered wings gave out. He was falling, he closed his eyes vowing to himself to get vengeance.
he awoke in a cold cell with nothing but the tray of food in front of him and the clothes on his back
"GET ONTO YOUR FEET YOU F***ING TRAITOR" a person yelled out. Who it was didn't concern him.