Mia
I had been cooped up in the healer’s hut for what felt like an eternity since the twins had been very busy. The old man’s hut, hidden in a grove halfway down the mountain, smelled of herbs and smoke and something older than time itself. Days blurred together; mornings marked by bitter teas, nights haunted by restless dreams. My body was mending and I had learnt more than I thought possible in that short amount of time, yes, but my mind… my mind felt caged.
So when my phone buzzed against the wooden table, it startled me out of the half-trance I had been in. The name on the screen made my lips curve despite myself: Brynn, my mate.
I answered, pressing the phone to my ear.
“Mia,” Frynn’s voice came first, warm but edged with urgency. “We are coming to get you. You’ve been hidden away
