Lysander POV
My cheek rested against soft fur—which made no sense because I was almost positive that I was dead. That Eclipse asshole had shot me point blank in the back of the head. The deafening bang from the gunshot still echoed in my skull. Only by a miracle could I be alive—and I was pretty sure I wasn’t.
I opened my eyes and took in the flat black sky with its billions of stars. Except, these looked nothing like the constellations I was familiar with in the Pacific Northwest. The light beaming from the collective stars was nearly blinding and there were way too many of them. No moon, no clouds, in fact there seemed to be no atmosphere at all.
Blinking, I sat up to find myself in a small boat. No oars were in sight and, while no one was steering, the vessel glided along on the smoo
