Veronica POV
Veronica woke with a start, her eyes flew open, and her hand shot to her neck. Had Alaric marked her?!
She let out a breath of relief when she didn’t feel anything, before she looked around, feeling confused. Why was she in her childhood bedroom? Was this some kind of trap? Was Alaric trying to trick her?
Suddenly, memories of what had happened entered her mind. Alaric, the toxin, him touching her while she laid there, terrified…her—blowing his brains out.
A smile touched her lips. That had been satisfying. But then she remembered—Amber, saving her.
And Simon, dissolving before her eyes.
“Simon!” she called out, a feeling of panic overtaking her. “Simon!”
She swung her legs over the side of the bed, before getting out and running to the mirror. Sometimes he appeared be
