Adina’s POV

I woke with a jolt, my heart racing as though I’d been running for miles. The dream still clung to me, the hill, the fog, Nathan’s voice threading through the darkness, his promise that he was coming. For a moment, I wanted to close my eyes again and fall back into it, to hold onto him, even if only in dreams.

But the cold reality around me pressed in. Chains clinked when I shifted, the scent of damp stone and iron filling my lungs. I was here. Still here.

The door creaked, ...