Christy awoke with a groan and set up, her head spinning. She glanced around the room, her eyes colliding with her brother’s. She groaned as she set up. She felt as if someone had beaten her with a hammer.
“Brendan?” She heard him sigh in relief before he approached her.
“Hey there, Chaos. Welcome back. For a minute there I thought I we wouldn’t be able to get you back.” Get her back? Get her back from…
“What…” She trailed off as the past events began to trickle in.
“No.” She groaned. “No, no, no.” She had flooded her memories to protect her family and Donovan had restored her old ones. He reminded her of everything she’d tried so hard to escape, and…
“Vlad!” She quickly kicked the covers away from her legs as her thoughts grounded to a halt. She could still see the hurt look on Vlad’
