Nyx’s POV
I rode hard. The wind bit at my face, sharp and clean. My horse’s hooves pounded the dirt. I pushed him faster. I needed the speed. I needed to outrun the quiet in my room, the look in Kayden’s eyes. If I went fast enough, maybe I could leave it all behind.
Ahead of me, the light cracked open the world.
It wasn’t the sun. It was a rip in the sky. A white-gold fire that didn’t burn. It grew until it was all I could see.
My horse reared. I held on, but the sound was gone. Everything was silent.
A hand came from the light. Just a hand. Pale and perfect.
I felt the pull deep in my guts. In my bones. I couldn’t fight it. I didn’t want to.
I let go of the reins. I slid off. My feet hit the ground.
I walked to the light. I reached out. My fingers touched hers.
Warmth shot up my
