Ava’s POV
Inside the packhouse, the air seemed thick, as though it were smothering me from all directions. Ever since Jackson and I finished reading the Raven's message, I had not been able to get rid of the uneasy sensation that hung about. This is just the start. Her comments had buried themselves deep into my psyche, a continual reminder that we were nowhere near the end of this struggle.
At last Lily and Caleb were sleeping soundly in their chambers, but the weight of all that had happened kept me from finding any kind of solace. They had already gone through so much; every time I felt we were headed toward some sort of closure, the Raven found a way to trip us off course. Her games were moving toward more personal and dangerous.
Waiting for her next action, I could not keep living
