Liora's POV
Exhaustion finally dragged me under sometime after midnight.
But sleep brought no peace.
In the dream, I was running. Trees blurred past, branches scratching my arms, my face. My breath came in ragged gasps. Behind me, something hunted.
No. Not something.
Someone.
I could feel his presence.
"Liora." His voice echoed through the forest. "You can't run from me."
My legs burned. My lungs screamed. But I pushed harder, faster.
A hand caught my wrist. Yanked me back.
I crashed into a solid chest. Arms wrapped around me, iron bands I couldn't break.
"I told you," Jax whispered against my ear. "You're mine."
His teeth grazed my neck. I felt them pierce skin.
I woke gasping.
The room was dark. My heart hammered against my ribs. Sweat dampened
