“Michelle...”
“Michelle Meyers… wake up...”
The soft murmur of a familiar voice pulled me from the darkness.
“Michelle,” the voice called again, more insistent.
My eyes flew open, and I was greeted by an overwhelming, radiant light. It was so bright I felt like a shadow in its presence. I stumbled back, glancing down at my hands.
The claws were gone. My canines, too. My breath hitched.
I was... alive?
How?
“Michelle, you’ve finally come to your senses,” the voice said, drawing my attention to the light.
I froze as my gaze locked onto a pair of familiar forest-green eyes.
“Sofia?” I whispered, bewildered.
But the image of Sofia disappeared in a moment’s notice. In her place stood another woman. A face I recognized instantly. Blonde hair that cascaded down her shoulders, framing s
