Chapter 22It was dark in the Twilight Kingdom. That was all Felicity could see for miles and miles: darkness. Blackness. Not even the moon cast its glow against the night sky, nor the glittering stars were out tonight. Just when Felicity believed the darkness to be the soft kind that came with no sleep, that came with someone else’s body in bed with her, the darkness became sharp. The darkness became dangerous.
The growling happened next.
Felicity froze.
“Move. Move right now. Run.”
Dakota’s voice. She was next to her in the dark. And she could speak, so she’d gotten away from the doppelganger and her infernal leash. They’d both moved past the place of the storm, and yet, the light of the castle was nowhere. They were in some strange and distant place, a dark void of nothing but fear a
