Elara's POV
I wake up with a gasp, my body arching off the bed.
The cabin is dark, lit only by the dying embers of the fireplace. My chest is burning. I clutch at my shirt, my fingers finding the raised, glowing skin of the third mark.
"Sapphire?" I choke out.
The door opens. Sapphire is there, her face pale, a silver knife in her hand. "I'm here. You're safe. We're still at the cabin."
I blink, looking around. The wooden walls. The smell of pine. No white void. No flashing lights. Just a dusty old cabin in the middle of nowhere.
I exhale a shaky breath. It was just a nightmare. A terrible, mind-bending nightmare.
"The twins?" I ask, my voice trembling.
"Outside. Pacing." Sapphire sits on the edge of the bed. She looks exhausted. "You've been out for twelve hours. You channeled eno
