(Olivia's POV)
After arguing with Dominic, I felt the air in the pack house was so gloomy, so I decided to leave the bedroom and go to the camp to find Isabella. It's in the camp that I can sleep soundly.
Pain exploded behind my eyes, yanking me from sleep. The darkness of my room spun as something clawed at my consciousness—a presence I hadn't felt in weeks, accompanied by a searing headache that made my vision blur.
"Danger," Cora's voice whispered, weak but urgent. "Coming... must see..."
"Cora?" I gasped aloud, pressing my hands to my temples. "What—"
"No time," her voice rasped. "Watch... learn..."
Another wave of pain cut off my words. Images flashed through my mind, too fast and fragmented to grasp. Blood splattered on stone. Moonlight through iron bars. Screaming that echoed
