Summer POV

My vision blurred. Somehow, I landed on the ground. I think the sky was on fire. It was bright orange and dark blue. Where was I?

“You went too far… Summer,” Clover said weakly.

“I’m sorry.” My mouth was dry, and my body weighed a truckload of bricks.

“Burn it all, burn it to the ground,” the cold-hearted order sent a shiver down my spine.

I recognised that voice.

He towered over me. His eyes were bright and intense. I coughed, and my body groaned. Ezra scooped me ...