EVELYN'S POV
Beads of sweat rolled off my temples, my eyes pinned to the ceiling, my heart thudding hard in my chest; I couldn't sleep. I could hear it: the ticking of the clock, its strikes every sixty seconds; the air conditioner, a little tap was turned off completely.
I stirred in my bed, rolling from one side to another. I was restless, scared to fall asleep, dreading reliving memories of my previous occurrences, and I wasn't certain it was a risk I wanted to take.
My mind remained cooped up with thoughts about the scars, the wolves, dead people, and then about Sebastian. Surprisingly, he had clouded my mind a whole lot today, yet still, I couldn't help it.
My hatred for him seemed to have increased; first, he stalls me for years, and then he sends people to fetch me lik
