Rebecca’s POV
I couldn’t stop replaying it in my head.
Rohan’s body slamming into the wall. The crack against the stone. The blood spreading across his bandages while Mira screamed and ran to help.
Every time I closed my eyes, it replayed all over again.
I huddled on the icy floor in a cramped chamber just off the healing ward, my legs were drawn up close against my body. The mark upon my shoulder weighed heavily upon me now; like it knew all that I had done.
Perhaps it was wise for the warriors to be afraid of me.
Perhaps I ought to be afraid of myself as well.
The door opened softly.
They found me.
Matthew came first; his bulky body completely filled the opening. His bright golden-colored eyes were instantly glued on me, shimmering with the excitement that was obviously overw
