Pain was the first thing Ravyn felt when she moved. It would have been easier if it was all in one spot, but no, her entire body hurt. Every limb felt foreign, distant, as if she were waking inside someone else’s skin.
Her eyes flew open. She saw white high ceilings and frowned, trying to retrace her last steps. She sucked in a breath and immediately regretted it. Her side burned, a deep, aching throb that made her hiss softly. Panic followed fast on its heels, flooding her veins quicker than fear ever should.
This wasn’t her room. This wasn’t the cabin. This wasn’t anywhere she recognized.
Her gaze darted around, activating her survival instincts, cataloguing details around her. Large bed. Soft sheets. Sunlight spilling in through wide windows. Everything was too clean. Too quiet. Too
