Nyra's POV
I jolted upright, breath catching in my throat as my heart slammed wildly against my ribs. Sweat clung to my skin, soaking through my dress. My hand flew to my chest, pressing hard as if I could force my pulse to slow.
It's always the same nightmare.
But this time it's more terrifying and more ghastly than it had ever been.
Before, the bite had been distant, dull… almost bearable.
Now, it was different.
The pain had been crushing, bone-deep, tearing through me like I was being ripped apart from the inside.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, sitting there as I struggled to steady my breathing. My fingers tightened around the hem of my dress, trembling.
Fear lingered in me. Thick. Suffocating.
Maybe it was because I was here now… in enemy territory.
Maybe tha
