Chained prisoner's POV
I tug on the chain around my body one last time.
The beast in me is raging with unrestrained anger, my inner cheek is bitten raw and drool drops to the floor, the drool is blood and saliva in a dirty mix.
My growls are deep, coming from my chest and reverberating in the padded room, everything in here smells like dust and now, my rage.
A man walks in with scared steps, and I snap at him, teeth bared and eyes crazed as I tug on the thick chains holding me back again, I am ready to break it and go at him.
How dare they?
"Unlock it" I snarl and the man turns his back on me, coming to feed me a meal that I can already smell the drugs in, they want to put me out again.
"O-open your mouth" he says and bring the chopsticks holding the rice cakes to my mouth and I bite down hard enough that the chopsticks break before spitting out the meal to the floor.
