Aria Nora
Pain. That’s the first thing I feel. My head throbs where he hit me, and my cheek burns. There’s blood in my mouth. My hands won’t move. They’re tied behind me with a rough rope that digs into my skin.
The room is different now. Dark, cold. A single lantern swings from the ceiling, casting shadows. Through a cracked, dirty window, I see early morning light peeking through the trees.
Then the memories slam into me, Finn screaming, the sick smile of the leader, the hit that knocked me out. My stomach twists.
Is Finn still alive? Will Cade come for us?
I don’t care that he’s a werewolf. I don’t need the truth or any more secrets. I just want to be saved. I want Finn safe.
“Awake at last, little human?”
My head jerks up. He’s standing in the doorway. His amber eyes glow like a
