I was dreaming again, I was walking down a long dark hallway and all around me the dark was still. I could feel Jace near, but couldn't find him as I walked deeper and deeper into the darkness.
My heart raced in fear, but I didn't understand, I had nothing to fear from Jace.
Then I knew; there was someone else in the darkness with us. I tried to call out to Jace, to warn him, but my voice seemed trapped in my lungs.
There were hands pulling and pawing at me. I fought, kicking my legs and swinging my arms, trying to remember everything dad had taught me about self-defense.
“Stop you little bitch." I knew that voice, didn't I? It sounded almost familiar, but nothing was making any sense. Why would he try to hurt me?
I fought even harder when his hands reached under the short skirt I wor
