Chapter Fifteen
Thunder ripped through Brea’s mind, and she jolted up in bed.
Bed?
Her chest rose and fell with rapid succession as she tried to see her surroundings, hidden by the dark.
The marsh. Creepy alligator-lizard-dragons.
She released a sigh as she gripped the thin wool blanket pooled in her lap. Had it all been a dream?
Or had her magic really almost killed her?
Her eyes darted from the bed to the sliver of moonlight appearing through a c***k in the… tent door? Yeah, she was in a tent. How? Who?
A flash of lightning illuminated the sparse surroundings for just long enough to take in the small bed roll beneath her and little else. Her pack rested in the corner next to a set of saddle bags.
Brea’s stomach ached with hunger, and she couldn’t take her eyes off the familiar b
