AMARIS’S POV
Lilith stabbed my chest with a bread knife.
I shut my eyes tight, waiting for the pain to come, but it didn’t.
I turned around to run away from her, but to my horror, I realized that I couldn’t move my feet. I looked down. I was knee-deep in white wine—the kind that Lilith drank.
“What’s the matter, mutt?” Vera grinned at me, her expression pure evil. “Not so special now, are you?”
She cackled like a maniac.
“The moon goddess should never have picked you,” Kade whispered from right behind me. I turned around, and there he was, floating right above the wine.
“Scared yet?” he taunted, smirking.
I shut my eyes again. It had to be a dream. There was no way this was real.
“You’re going to drown, and no one will miss you,” Theron’s voice sliced through the air.
I opened
