Arabella's Point of View

A loud bang on my door disturbed my peaceful sleep. I reached for my pillow and covered my ears, trying to fall back asleep.

But unfortunately, someone was against me—and clearly didn’t want me to enjoy my rest.

Another, even louder bang came, and I was forced to open my eyes. I sat up and threw a deadly glare toward the door, silently wishing it would send whoever was behind it six feet under.

Anger was still bubbling inside me—until I caught a whiff of ...