Chapter 39
“Llona, wake up.”
I felt a gentle nudge. My eyes opened, and Liam’s face came into view.
“Morning,” I said and stretched.
He was sitting on the side of my bed, his expression grim and full of worry. I hated it. Beyond him, sunlight filled my window.
I sat up. “What time is it?”
“A little after nine. Sorry, but I couldn’t wake you.”
I swung my legs over the bed and groaned. The few hours of sleep I’d had felt great, but time was against me. It wouldn’t be long before Sophie returned with the Shadow. “I better hurry and change.”
I was still wearing my battered and bloodied clothes from last night. I looked at Liam. He was in new clothes, faded jeans, and a gray T-shirt, not much different from his other clothes, but I noticed. “When did you get ready?”
“A little while ago
