“Victoria? Victoria?” I hear a familiar voice calling me out of my slumber.
I blink open my eyes and shut them again.
I have a splitting headache and my body feels like I just did hours of heavy lifting.
I move my aching limbs to test them out.
I open my eyes again and pull myself into a sitting position.
It's been a few hours since the warlock has been back to cause me more pain.
That son of a b***h has a really f****d up sense of humor.
It could be worse, though.
He could do to me what he did to Fae, but he hasn’t.
He is trying to break both Kate and me into telling him about Camila and that important magic book of his.
Just like Kate, I will never give up my girl Cami.
I will take whatever phantom pain the asshole wants to dish my way.
“I’m good, Kate. How long was I out?
