Rebecca’s POV
Jeremy’s words lingered long after he left.
“The mark is only the beginning… Soon she will come to me herself.”
He had just scanned the room with his big dark eyes, signalled his warriors to stop and then
he said a few words and left.
It didn’t make sense that he would just leave after causing so much trouble. This was not
adding up, but then again nothing was adding up lately.
The hallway felt colder once he was gone.
Quieter too.
But not safe. I did not for a second feel safe in the hallway.
I stood there trying to balance my breathing while my shoulder burned beneath my shirt. I
tried to raise the shirt up because I didn’t know when I was going to get a new one from the
maid who brought change of cloths. The mark continued pulsing slowly under my skin,
