Elena’s Point Of View

“You think you can run forever?” he hissed, each word dripping with venom, his voice low, intimate, like a nightmare whispered straight into my bones.

I clawed at his arm, my nails raking over his skin, desperate to pry him off me. My lungs screamed, my scalp burned where his fingers dug into my hair, jerking me upright like a ragdoll.

“Let me go!” I choked out, my voice raw, breaking. “Stay away from them, leave my siblings alone!”

Dave’s scream ...