The room was dark when Anana’s eyes snapped open.
The sun had long vanished, leaving her chamber bathed in the dim light of evening lamps outside her window. For a heartbeat, she lay still, her mind hazy, blinking in confusion…until the memory of her deal with Ira hit her like lightning.
“s**t! I’m late!”
She shot up from the bed, jolted like someone being electrocuted, her mind in chaos. Her heart pounded in her chest as she spun in circles, unsure what to grab first. Her hair was a tangled mess, her training outfit lay crumpled at the foot of the bed.
In a blur of frantic movements, she threw on the rough black training tunic and pants, muttering to herself under her breath.
“She's going to kill me… she's actually going to kill me…”
The floor echoed under her rushed steps as she ho
