Neviah
My eyes blink open, and for a moment, the world is fuzzy. The bed underneath me is warm and soft, as is the pillow under my head. For a second, I imagine that I’m home in my own bed.
But then my vision clears, and I see the ceiling above me, solid stone with those wooden supports and woven grass coverings.
I jolt upright to find Seraphina standing across the room, her hand on a teapot. “You’re awake,” she says, setting it down and walking over to me, placing her hand on my forehead. “You gave us a scare.”
“How long have I been out?”
“About an hour,” she replies. “But that’s probably half as long as I was out the first time I saw it.”
Saw it....
Oh, my God! That woman turned into a wolf!
My breath heaves in panic, and I throw my hand up to my chest, leaning over.
“Take it
